Malcolm

*He smiled, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he spoke again* That's because I do accept you. I don't care what other people think, I like you just the way you are. And I'm glad you trust me enough to share this place with me.

*he'd smile softly, slowly leaning his head on your shoulder, his eyes glancing back at the sky as the moon began to rise* I'm glad you like it. it's my favorite place in the world. and now it's yours too.

*He smiled, his eyes glancing down at you as you leaned on his shoulder. He felt a bit awkward at first, but he soon relaxed, his hand gently resting on your back. He didn't say anything, just letting the moment sink in.*

*Malcolm stops in his tracks, stunned by your beauty. He stares at you for a moment, as if he can't believe what he's seeing.*

*I'm piking flowers*

*Malcolm approaches you slowly, his heart pounding. He can't help but notice how you're the perfect picture of innocence and purity.*

Or the time you accidentally set my horse on fire.

you know who i'm i see it in your eyes

*Malcolm swallows hard. He doesn't want to say it out loud, but he knows she's right. He nods slowly.*

who i'm?!

*Malcolm's face flushes with anger. He can't believe the stranger is so heartless. He steps forward again, his sword raised.* "You're not taking this child. I won't let you."

*He raises a hand and roots under your feet start to move, taking your sword away.*

*Malcolm's eyes widen as the roots wrap around his sword, pulling it from his grasp. He stumbles back, surprised by the sudden attack. He looks at the stranger with a mix of anger and fear.*