Wind in the Willows

This little princess had a nice laugh. It almost made him want to smile and laugh too. He gave a grin and executed an over the top bow with a curling grin lighting up his face as he said, "Well then, Your Highness, Azalea it is. Though, now he would probably remember this and call her Your Highness or Princess when he forgot her name, or when he was afraid he would call her by the wrong name. And there was probably a good chance of that too, if this encounter really turned in to anything. Women tended to not like being called by the wrong name, he had found.



He nodded along, a smile that matched the glint in his eye creeping about on his face, as she spoke. "No, not really. Most are too young and those who are close enough to my age to be serious are related to me. Only one fits the bill and honestly I seek his attention more than he seeks mine. We're friends and I drag him all over Alacritia though I'm fairly certain he hates it."So, nobody that she knew of that was head-over-heels for her. She had someone that she had feelings for, which was a bit sad for him since she probably wouldn't be too welcoming to him trying to woo her for a one night stand. She was probably a bit too young anyway. Or. . . maybe not. "You sure he doesn't have feelings for you, Dear? I find that hard to believe. A boy would have to be blind and heartless to not have some sort of romantic feelings for you." He gave a wink at the end of this, having to keep his eyes on her face and not on her form that was now laying down. How easy it would be. . . But, no. The flirting and playing was half of the fun.




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