The Fluffiest Floof
Floof, truly the fluffiest
Svenja felt her skin burning from blushing. The whole way back, she looked at the sky, hoping Raeghal would not see the big smile on her face. It could be leading him to false thoughts. When they reached the dark castle, Raeghal suggested preparing the celebration. "Well, its hard to prepare if we have no idea of what supplies we get here, no? Which entertainers there are, which dishes, all such things we cant know. We should stick to doing the paperwork, like the queen suggested.", Svenja said, barely hiding the smile now. "After that, we can try to talk about your confession, which is very unsuitable for a servant." She tried to sound threatening or angry, but all she could was sound amused and happy.KaalysBR said:
Raeghal's cheeks were glowing in a golden tone,reflecting the tone of his blood. He coughed to somewhat hide his blushing,turning his face away from Svenja. He hadn't expected her reaction,mostly because it wasn't completely hopeless for him. How could that be possible? She was a Queen. And he was a servant. But she was also his friend,so maybe....
Raeghal pushed those thoughts away. There was no point in dueling on the future.
"Y-yes,my Queen. Perhabs we should also discuss the preparing of our celebration of the truce..."
He ran one hand through his white hair,feeling the beating of his heart increasing once they stopped in front of the Dark Queen's castle. What could he say to Svenja? What if he did everything wrong? He felt like an inexperienced child,not like the battlehardened man that he was.