"Luke―," a chuckle went past your lips, one that Lucerys absolutely adored and wanted to coax out more.

royal gatherings were never much fun to the young prince, with all its pleasantries and political talk... it always became quite boring. though tonight, Luke found himself to be in great company. and he was surprised too! you were voluntarily talking to ... him? he felt lucky.

he pointed out another lord ― someone tall and intimidating looking, a prince with only one eye ― and said something about how he only missed a hooked hand, to complete the pirate look.

then watched you intently, and broke out into a bashful smile as you tried to stifle another laugh. he found it sweet how you tried to stay serious and not indulge in his quiet banter ― when you were so very clearly enjoying yourself in his presence.

and by the gods, he thought, he could get used to the sound of your laugh....