Yes, of course!

"Gaius, I - yes! Of course! I've never been so honored!" She seizes your hands and kisses them, blushing furiously. Looking back to you, she stammers, "A-are you sure about this? I'm not a noble girl, I - I'm a simple man's daughter from the countryside. Surely you should marry someone more - "

" - political?" You shake your head, grinning. "I'd thought of it. But who cares about that, Albina? I think the most important thing in a wife is someone I can trust, and someone whose dreams are aligned with mine. That's you."

"Yes." Tears actually start to spill down her cheeks now, and she grins broadly and laughs. "I don't know why I'm crying! I'm so happy. Imagine me - a lady of Rome!"

"You'll do so well at it," you whisper. Wrapping one arm around her waist and cupping her head in your hand, you pull her into you for a kiss. The meeting of your lips is electric, sending a chill all through your body. Her lips are soft and delightful, and as your kiss deepens you feel her tongue, hot and hungry, probing into your mouth. You reciprocate, and soon the two of you are tangled in each other as she presses herself against you, lost in each other's arms and mouths. You come up briefly for air, then kiss her neck as she tilts her head back and lets out a contented sigh. You feel your cock beginning to rise as your hands roam up to her face, tangling gently in her hair, then down slightly, to where you can feel her round breasts and faintly brush the bump of her nipple through her tunic...

Albina pulls away from you, panting slightly. "I...I must tell my mother what you've asked me, Gaius. But she won't say no." She smiles as widely as you've ever seen her smile, and cups your face in her hands. "You've made me the happiest woman in the world, Gaius." She gives you one last, lingering kiss, then, with a giggle, darts out of the courtyard. You watch her go with satisfaction, not bothered by the arousal you feel that won't be satisfied. The wedding night is going to be sweet indeed.