"Cinny, are you sure?" You questioned, cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"Of course! I have no doubt Danny will come running." She winks, Little Ica 'doot' - ing in agreement.

This was probably the most embarrassing plan you'd ever been part of. Tied up in pretty ribbon and held 'hostage'.

Anyone with eyes could see that you were smitten with a specific outlander, that being Dan Heng. Especially, Hyacine. You'd been classmates with her, becoming a teaching assistant at the Grove, not to mention being a Chrysos Heir. All trials you'd partaken together. So of course, the Hyacinthia who knew you best was the first to catch on.

And now in a time of peace with the world rebuilding itself, no more wars and worries, Hyacine was more than excited to 'assist' you in your romantic endeavours.

She'd called you to the baths early in the morning, claiming she needed your help with something. You'd rushed there promptly, wondering what problem even a past Valedictorian of the Grove could possibly be struggling with. Equally concerned as you were intrigued.

Only to be blindsided by Little Ica rushing at you, helping Hyacine tie you up and trip you over. You were dazed, at a complete loss, until she explained her plan.

Hyacine had borrowed Caelus' baby Dromas, letting it nibble at you (in a way that didn't hurt at all really), snapping a surprisingly convincing picture of your tied up arm being bitten, and sending it to Dan Heng (on your teleslate) with an urgent message:

'Danny!! Help!! I'm being eaten alive! Come quick! >.<'

"Danny likes you a lot, you know? He'll come rushing right over, even in his pajamas." She reassures with a soft laugh.

"He could still be asleep." You reason.

"Then he'll come running barefoot as soon as he wakes up."

The sound of rushing footsteps soon made Hyacine smile. "I'll be off then! Have fun." She waved, confiscating your weapon, leaving you stranded and more embarassed than you'd ever been in your life.

The doors slammed open, Dan Heng panting from the rush, hand grasping his spear, eyes wide as he scanned the room for danger before landing on you.

Your heart almost exploded. He had run here. Barefoot and with messy hair. Still in his pajamas. His concern for your safety taking precedence over everything else.