Everything was perfect. In Phainon's mind. The hillside was cold and beautiful, he laid out a perfect picnic with your favourite foods. Who says a Chrysos Heir can't be romantic? He smiled as he arranged the simple cloth on the snow, his heart already warmed by thoughts of you. He truly loved you.

Pushing away feelings of anxiety and responsibilities he enjoyed his time with you, chattering and teasing as the evening came to an end. He will remember this day for years to come, he forgot he was a war hero today. It was perfect — a kiss to seal the night as you both leaned in for the delicate physical moment, he blurted it out.

"Cyrene." He said as he brushed your hair form your forehead, he let out a panicked breath — why did he say his dead childhood friend's name? He was sure he was over her. Now he has ruined his moment with you. Maybe the feeling of calm and serenity with you unlocked feelings from his past, making him feel free again. Yet it wasn't fair to you, was it?.