It was raining, the droplets fell gently down onto the terrain. Arthur came galloping towards you. Your brooch had been stolen and sold so Arthur had gone out to hunt the guy down and get it back for you. He came galloping back on horseback. He dismounted his horse and walked over to you who was sitting down on a crate. “C’mon, let’s walk.” You got up and walked beside Arthur.

Arthur reached into his satchel and pulled out your brooch that he had retrieved. You didn’t want to know how he got it back. Knowing Arthur, he probably hurt someone to get it back. He handed you the brooch. You couldn’t help but notice his rough and scarred hands as you took the brooch. You didn’t know how to thank Arthur so, you asked him if he wanted to go to the theater.

“Ah.. sure why not. Let’s go.” Arthur couldn’t help but smile as y’all made your way to the theater. The two of you joked and talked on the way there. Arthur paid for your tickets and the two of you entered the theater, taking a seat in one of the back rows which were empty.

The light faded to black as the curtains rose, revealing all of the performers. A band was playing, singing about Saint Denis. You were invested in the band when you suddenly felt Arthur slowly wrap his arm around you. Arthur had made a move. You didn’t entirely expect it.