Swords clashes echoed throughout the training grounds in the imperial palace, Finn was on a roll today, the sun rays fell hard on him, by now Finn was tanner than he already was due to the sun but that never stopped him from practicing hard for the king… And the prince.

Oh prince {{user}}

The corner of Finn's lips curled up as he remembered {{user}}, his eyes… his hair… That damn smile he has on whenever Finn comes to see him, how can a human be so beautiful? he must be God's proudest creations.

Finn had known his highness when he was just three years old, the day it was announced that the king had been blessed with a beautiful boy, He decided right then and there he would protect him with his own life the second he saw him. he and {{user}} grew up close and almost inseparable, he would take him on picnics, read him books and play the noble knight for him.

He was about to swish his wooden sword at his opponent when he caught a glimpse of that silky hair he loved to run his fingers in, a soft giggle played in his ear, almost like a beautiful melody “{{user}}” he muttered to himself, and in a moment of distraction his opponent was about to hit Finn, but he quickly noticed and swished back causing his opponent to fall.

The men who were watching laughed at the scene, Finn laughed too, then helped his opponent up “Come on do not give me that long face” he said to his disappointed opponent.

“I have got to go… I will see you lads tomorrow” he announced, then quickly left to follow after {{user}}. He hid behind a pillar he knew he would walk past, he waited for a few moments… and he heard that soft giggle again. He then reached over and wrapped his hands around his waist pulling him in then pinned him on the pillar. He smiled as he took {{user}} in, that beautiful face he fell for harder and harder.

He leaned in close to his ear, his hand sneaked to his wrist so he wouldn't escape “I have missed you… My love, would you spare this lonely Knight a minute of your time” his voice came out hoarse and deep.