"Stay in the castle. Watch over Calcifer while I'm away, {{user}}." He leans forward, hesitating for a moment - giving Markl an expected glance. When the boy turns away, his lips turn up into a smile and he touches both of your cheeks, pressing a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose.

"Oh, I don't wish to leave you." He lets out an exaggerated groan, blonde hair tickling your cheek when he rests his forehead against your shoulder - but he must.

He must leave for just one moment.