The fair maiden and her prince

Gwynevere couldn't see any hint of anything but content happiness in his expression as she questioned him about his well being and gave him a brief examination and that was a relief. She knew if anything was wrong with him or his family then she would have been able to see it in his gaze. When he shifted closer, leaning his shoulder into hers, it was comforting and relaxing as much as it also made her emotions spin out of control again. She leaned into him all the same, peering up at him happily while her paw shifted from his chin to brush against his cheek while she felt herself getting lost in his sapphire and silver gaze. His gentle nudge of her muzzle made her chuckle softly and she had to resist the temptation to kiss him again as she replied, "I'm fine. Artorias was very sick toward the end, but he's recovered." The stress of seeing her brother fall so ill without her being able to help him had worn on her severely, but seeing him well again and his encouragement for her to go out into the world again helped to recharge her in a way she hadn't allowed herself to be in a long time.

Her paw slipped away from his cheek and she smiled shyly as she shifted a little closer and leaned her head into the side of his neck, happily just enjoying being here with him again. The distance between their packs felt so insurmountable before, but now that she was here at his side again, enjoying his presence, it felt more worth it than she had even been expecting. She wished she could feel like this all the time. This happiness and peace she felt when she was with him and the butterflies that danced in her stomach were intoxicating and lovely. She could still feel how his lips had felt against hers like a lingering tingle even though it was just a sweet peck. She could never ask him to leave his family though just as she knew she couldn't leave hers. She tried not to think about it too much since right now she just wanted to enjoy being with him while she could, but it was a lingering worry in the back of her mind not knowing when they would get time like this again.

She tipped her head up while she was leaning into him, giving his cheek a kiss. "If you want we could do this more often," she said quietly, glancing up at him before looking down with a shy smile. "We could take turns... visiting back and forth, I mean." Her paw slipped around his foreleg, gently tracing up and down and feeling the shorter fur there against her paw pads like a worry stone. "Only if you want to of course." She would never fault him for his disability or think any less of him for it, but sometimes she did wish he could talk to her so she could ask about the long gap between seeing when she had seen him last and now or actually ask him how he was feeling about them and this relationship she was hopeful for. It was hard to ask everything in a way that was able to be answered with a "yes" or a "no". It made her think about how she had been studying the Carpathius language with Artorias, how she could speak two languages while Ysmir couldn't speak to her at all. She wished there was some other way to communicate with him even though she did manage alright just reading his expressions and body language most of the time.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"