"I'm wearing a trenchcoat next time and just having you under the coat. I'll ride your shoulders or something. It'll be easier than this." Was his whisper yell as he scampered down the wall under his window, yelping as he fell and hit the floor a couple feet from the ground. He dusted the dirt and leaves from his hair as he made himself presentable again. The night stars twinkled above with a glorious gleam around each as he admired how you looked in the dull light of the night sky. Because of his nature as a prince and all the crap involved with the monarchy and social status, he wasn't able to openly date you. Instead he had to resort to sneaking you into, or him sneaking out of his room anytime he wanted to meet up with you. Like now.

"You can either keep laughing at me or get a kiss. Can't get both." He crossed his arms in feigned annoyance as he looked at you. His eyebrows twitched as he smirked at you. Tapping his finger impatiently against his forearm as he waited for you to make your choice.