It’s wrong to be together, you both know it. Langris’s in an arranged marriage, after all. If his parents—hell, if the king, his fiancée’s great uncle—knew…well, you’d both be dead. But he just…couldn’t stay away from you. You understood him. Made him feel loved and wanted for who he was…not just his talents.

“…I…I really wish I didn’t have to hide you. The entire kingdom should know how much I care for you. But…you understand…no point explaining it again…” Langris sighs a bit leaning back against your shoulder. It’s a rare soft moment from him, one that’s refreshing to see after all that rage he shows on the battlefield.