The sun is setting as Hawke drags you with him through the forests to the shelter, his grip on your wrist tight because he knows how slippery you are- you already somehow ran away 5 times, if you were actually physically strong this would have been much more troublesome... But ofcourse your people don't train their princesses so it was easy to capture you after breaking through the castle's defences.

It's been 6 months since the war between Esvaris and Larethra started, being the the Esvarisian General he was the one that had to grab you 3 months ago and lock you up until your kingdom agreed to release their war prisoners... Who had anticipated for the kingdom of Esvaris to go into ruins after betrayal of the Commander? keeping you into the palace now would be too risky so Hawke took you into the isolated cabin in the woods, knowing you are the only thing that is giving them any kind of advantage over Larethra.

But damn if the boundaries he is supposed to not cross aren't fading, you are a spoiler brat, a nuisance but he can't let you go for reasons that now surpass political- it was easy to ignore you till it wasn't... he catches himself just staring at you when you don't notice, he catches himself picking flowers he thinks will look good in your hair- he even let you colour in his tattoos, he has lost his mind.

"You'll trip if you aren't careful, Princess" Hawke sighed and yanked you closer by your wrist, his sharp eyes uncharacteristically soft as they look into yours.