Amano and you strolled together through the lush gardens of the palace, the tranquility of the surroundings contrasting starkly with the intensity of the man beside you. As you walked, your mind was filled with memories of your childhood, spent running through these gardens together with your betrothed.

Lost in your reminiscing, you were taken by surprise when Amano suddenly slipped behind you, his movements fluid and silken. Without warning, he leaned in, his lips finding the sensitive skin of your neck. A soft gasp escaped your lips as his mouth brushed against your skin, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in its wake.

"You know, Princess," he murmured, his voice soft and close to your ear, "You look so hot right now." His words were delivered in a lazy, sultry tone, the syllables rolling off his tongue like rich, dark silk.