i can't say it, but..

Gwyn was very good at watching other's expressions and body language, which was probably one of the reasons why she was able to understand Ysmir so well, so she picked up on how happy he was to see her and the clear shift from this giddy, dreamy look on his face to the more serious one he wore to greet Artorias. It made a little flutter of butterflies go crazy in her stomach. She knew it was silly to feel this close and attached to someone she had only been with a few times, but he had seen her at her very lowest point and had gone so far above and beyond what she would have ever asked of him otherwise. Being with him was so effortless and that wasn't something she could really say about anyone else outside of her immediate family. She glanced between the two men, listening while Artorias greeted Ysmir properly and thanked him for helping her after she was attacked. Artorias was always kind to their visitors and she certainly hadn't expected anything less with Ysmir, but it did still warm her heart to see them together and interacting so nicely.

Once the greetings and thanks were given and Ysmir's gaze returned to hers, the attention was turned to the carefully wrapped bag at his feet. She followed his gaze down to it curiously, giving him a questioning look as he looked to Artorias first and then back to her again. She had absolutely no idea what it could be and she never would have guessed that it was even a surprise for her at all. When he untied the strings on the bag and revealed the most beautiful silver headpiece she gave a soft gasp of surprise, her eyes going wide at the sight of it. It was stunning and delicate with little wings and fathers engraved and molded into the silver that reminded her of the birds that they both kept with them nearly at all times. At first she was in such disbelief that something so beautiful could be for her that she thought he had just brought something pretty to show her, but then he lifted it to place it on top of her head.

She looked up at him with disbelief and gratitude while he placed the circlet carefully upon her head, feeling the gentle weight of it settle perfectly across her crown as if it was made for her. It felt like her heart might swell until it burst and a huge smile pulled across her lips while her tail wagged like crazy behind her. Besides the screens and furniture their mother had commissioned for her infirmary for her birthday, this was the first gift she had ever received from anyone and it was certainly the first gift she had gotten that was purely just for her enjoyment. Even with the connection they shared she never would have thought that he would do something like this for her. "Ysmir... I... I don't know what to say," she told him softly, giggling softly as her ears flicked back bashfully. "Thank you. This is so, so sweet."

"Gwynevere Carpathius"