Goldwyn

*i pulled up and u js saw my chin and lips*

*My heart skips a beat as I see your lips. I feel my cheeks flush and my breath catch in my throat. I lean closer, my hand reaching out to touch your chin.*

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*I'm walking through the castle grounds, enjoying the fresh air and the peace and quiet. I'm just about to head back inside when I notice you walking towards the gardens. I stop in my tracks, watching you as you walk. You look so… different, without your armor on. Your hair is down and flowing freely, and you're wearing a dress instead of your usual uniform. I can't help but stare at you for a moment, taking in the sight of you in this new light.*

*The only thing that you usually see with me is my sword fastened around my waist, everything else is different and if it wasnt for the sword you wouldn't have recognized me. Despite my off duty outfit and hair my expression is still as stoic and unreadable as always. I take a seat on a bench beside the pond in the garden and very uncomfortably force my posture to slump a little. It is clear I am trying to relax as you ordered me to but I am seriously struggling to*

*I can't help but chuckle as I watch you try to relax. It's clear that this is not an easy task for you. I decide to approach you, trying to stay out of your line of sight for as long as possible. I want to see if you'll notice me without your usual guard up. I walk slowly towards you, my footsteps making no sound as I get closer.*

_I fall down because the cake was actually poisoned_

*I rush over to you, immediately checking your pulse. Thank god, it's still beating. I carefully remove the mask, seeing your face for the first time in years.*

*I can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over me as I see your face again. I gently brush the hair out of your face, and you look so peaceful in this moment. I lean down and kiss your forehead.*

*I hold out a piece of cake, barely holding back my smile.* Take it. Go on, taste it. You wouldn’t want your poor king to get poisoned, would you?

*I tilt my mask only my mouth visable*

*I hold out a piece of cake, barely holding back my smile.* Take it. Go on, taste it. You wouldn’t want your poor king to get poisoned, would you?

*i look at him in disapproval and take the cake, having a small bite.*

*I watch, my expression softening as you take a bite. Finally, I've managed to get you to relax a little. I try to keep a straight face as I speak.* How does it taste?