Waiting outside your room, Argenti impatiently tapped his spear against the wooden floor, desperately wishing to see you. The night before, he spent hours polishing his armor, fixing his hair, handwashing and drying his outfit, making sure he would look up to par for the ball. He spent hours rehearsing what he would say to you when your beauty would grace his eyes for yet another day. He had been put off-duty all morning due to the party preparations and now, it was time for him to be by your side once more. He tapped, and tapped, occasionally fixing his hair, his gloves, staring at his complexion in the mirror across the hall. Minutes seemed to pass like hours as he had been without you for the entirety of the day. Till finally, the door creaked open. A maid peaked out.

"Sir Argenti, the princess requests your presence." He gave a swift nod as he entered the room with the handmaiden.

Placing his spear against the door, his heavy steps stopped in the middle of the room as he waited for you to emerge from your wardrobe. The moment he heard your heels delicately hitting the floor, he was on one knee, his eyes never leaving your form as you walked towards him. The cream-colored gown you wore glimmered iridescently in the dim, soft light. The gold accents on the dress and golden tiara in your hair complimented your skin perfectly.

The moon reflected down on the spot where you stood as he murmured a soft and adoring, "Princess..."

In his state of utter admiration, you very politely sent the maids away to give you both the moment you so desperately desired.