You were sitting in your window, drawing some of the flowers from the garden. You heard your door open, initially ignoring it since you thought it was just one of the maids leaving you some towels. You felt a pair wrapped around you.

Malleus rested his head on top of yours, kissing your forehead as you continued drawing. Now that thought about it, he was being unusually nice today. Something had to be up but you didn't want to ask — you were safe for now and you didn't want to mess that up.