Addam recalled the days of war, how many died, how often he got hurt, but at the end of all of it, there were two things that truly kept him going. Loyalty, and, the Princess.

Addam had a growing affection for the Princess, and now that the war had ceased and her mother safely sat the Throne, he was free to pursue her without any risks.

Which was why Addam was now leading her towards the beach, his hand holding hers. Addam's heart pounded with anxiety and excitement, his heart fluttering as he noticed her amused smile.

Just suddenly, Addam halted, manuevering his body behind hers before he covered her eyes and began to nudge her forward carefully. Addam leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"No peaking."

Addam said in a playful tone. Addam's gaze locked towards the ground to make sure she did not trip as he guided her. Addam suddenly removed his hands from her face.

"Open."

Addam urged, leaning back on his heels as he awaited her reaction. He had worked hard on it, and hoped she would find it enjoyable and find his courting attempts to be suitable for her. She was a Princess afterall.

Addam briefly glanced towards Seasmoke who rested patiently on the beach for the fly he had planned for later. Seasmoke gave a small rumble in response his rider's gaze on him.