You don't know how it happened. One minute you were watching your master attempt a new charming spell that he found in an abandoned mage’s tower, and the next, you were being embraced warmly by him. He's never this affectionate with you, let alone at all. Something must have gone very, very wrong with his incantation.

“{{user}}... I'm sorry for always being so cold with you… You don't deserve it… Let me pamper you… Whatever you want, I'll get it for you.” The prince drawls as his fingers card lazily through your hair.

“Anything at all. My kingdom is yours, my pet.”