Whose bed have your boots been under?
03-14-2013, 05:36 PM
They had set a date, which was altogether exciting for the lad, but brought on an incredible amount of sadness. His tail slackened ever so slightly, taking a curve that seemed almost unnatural. Thankfully, the boy was still sheathed by the water so she could not see his change in posture. The thought crossed his mind that he might be missing something in Seracia. Perhaps his father was calling the meeting that would name him prince right this very second. What if, in his absence, he would miss his own coronation? The thought worried him, but the event couldn't possibly go on without him. How angry would his father be if something really was happening right now that Maverick was missing out on? He hadn't done anything wrong. His parents had given him no specific instructions on how far he could or could not travel from Seracia. The battlefield was only a short travel, and they knew by now he'd been there a time or two, but this.. this was hours upon hours away from home. Somehow he knew that they would not be pleased with this. They might not mind him meeting a stranger and even befriending her, but the idea of going so far away to do it, and then returning there six days later.. they wouldn't approve he was sure. Her jest brought him out of his worry. She was good at that. A smile gleamed on his face. I'll try to keep the jumping to a minimum next time. Despite the fact that his parents would no doubt throttle him for doing what he was doing, and planning to do it again, the boy could not wait until six days passed so he could be right here again with her. He knew it was going to become awkward soon, one of them would have to initiate their parting, and Maverick really didn't want it to be him. Still, he had a feeling that was the chivalrous thing to do, and if she dreaded it the same way he did, he might as well make it easier on her. As she exited the water, he stayed in for a moment, just watching her. The urge to touch her once more clouded his judgement, and the boy had to force his eyes away momentarily to ignore them. When he had composed himself, Maverick turned his vision back onto hers to find her staring at him, boring a hole straight through him. The almost-Prince gave a silent sigh and heaved himself from the water, feeling the ache in his side grow more painful. He exited a few yards away from her and shook out his coat before strolling to her side. When he came near enough, he slowed, never taking his eyes off of her. He cleared his throat and spoke. His tone indicating how disappointed he was about what he was about to have to say. I guess it's time to start heading back.. He trailed off, not entirely happy with having to end the best day of his life. A sudden impulse took him over and before he knew what he was doing his chest was pressed against hers, his head curled around the back of her neck. It felt so right, it was bliss. He breathed a sigh, never wanting to move away. Speech, |
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