“I just thought you’d be hungry after all that training, it’s not a big deal.” Yves murmurs, shoving the platter of sugar cookies your way. “Seriously, you don’t have to look at me like that!” The fifth prince squeezes his eyes shut, trying to avoid your deepset eyes and your bulging muscles, now sheen with sweat after several hours of training with Licht.

Yves has been watching you for the last few days now. He spent the last afternoons sitting on the sidelines in the courtyard either holding a platter of food or a towel for you to wipe your sunkissed skin all while he tried not to react out loud.

Licht sees potential in you to be a great soldier, thus why you’ve ended up in his troops rather than Yves’s or Nokto's. Regardless, Yves personally saw to making you meals after training and in this case a little boost of sugar as a treat.