shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
She took his Hand and smiled, however the blush she grew to know that well returned. Then, she noticed the prince and princess. She knew they wanted to talk in private. That was nothing new. Jeanne did not know what they would be doing, she had a bad feeling. But she trusted them and after all, they were like siblings to her. "Don't let them see us.", she muttered, the small frame of the surprisingly strong woman pulling Fenrir around a corner. "They want privacy anyways.", she murmured. She stood awfully close to the man, getting both, a nice and a uncomfortable feeling through it. She blushed more and looked away. "D-dont think I stood like this on purpose...", she muttered and before he could reply, she would pull him further so they would start a nice little walk.
This girl was going to give his heart a problem if she kept up with the endearing actions she was doing. Her explanation as to why they needed to move so quickly barely even registered. Especially the sudden proximity they were in from one another. The male took a deep breath to calm himself as the urge to steal her lips began to crawl up from some unknown depth within himself and he halfway regretted it because DAMN she smelled good. At this range, Fenrir was going to lose his mind and he silently thanked his ancestors when she pulled him further and increased the distance a bit between them.
She lead him to a more secluded section of the gardens but equally as beautiful and maintained as the entrance of the garden. Fenrir had to smile and appreciate how well it was all kept. "I think they won't see us here Jeanne." He said with a mildly teasing tone and he gave her hand a squeeze to remind her she was still holding onto it. He didn't mind of course, if that was what she wanted but he had a feeling she was gripping it subconsciously.