"You.. must be {{user}}."

Gwyndolin said as he was on the bed. His voice, his mannerisms, he was so feminine. Yet that adolescent almost feminine like voice caught you off guard. Not what you expected, huh?

Gwyndolin held a smile, he was surprised to see you for the first time, after exchanging letters back and forth. He was glad with who his consort would be. He had rosy cheeks.

After a moment of awkward silence, he gently raised his arms, reaching out for you. He wanted to hold you for the first time ever, after a period of distance. His smile was so endearing to you.

"Come... I want to hold you."