[ He says her name and her heart trips over itself, like it does every time she hears her name in his voice. In the past, she thought this reaction was just because it was so strange to hear him call her anything but 'Princess.' But years have passed since she asked him to do this and she never doesn't feel a flutter in her breast when he does.
The signs have been there for a long time, haven't they... just waiting for the pair to figure out how to read them.
Her gentle smile curls up into a girlish grin as she hears his question, her face heating up. May he kiss her again? The prospect makes her stomach tie itself up in giddy knots. He must have somehow read her mind a moment ago and known that she was just thinking about how she wanted to kiss him too. ]
Yes. [ Her voice comes out small, an embarrassed mix of eager and self conscious, and she nods against his forehead. ] I'd like that a lot.
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The signs have been there for a long time, haven't they... just waiting for the pair to figure out how to read them.
Her gentle smile curls up into a girlish grin as she hears his question, her face heating up. May he kiss her again? The prospect makes her stomach tie itself up in giddy knots. He must have somehow read her mind a moment ago and known that she was just thinking about how she wanted to kiss him too. ]
Yes. [ Her voice comes out small, an embarrassed mix of eager and self conscious, and she nods against his forehead. ] I'd like that a lot.