@ShadeStar
Myrah reached up and wiped his tears away with her own thumb. She laughed quietly, "I love you too, so don't cry."
Myrah reached up and wiped his tears away with her own thumb. She laughed quietly, "I love you too, so don't cry."
(Awesome, and thanks.)
Noah did his best to muster a smile. "Too late.. I hope I don't have to leave you.."
(Yep!)
Myrah had a small smile on her face, "I really hope so too. Can-Can we kiss one more time before I go back to my lesson?"
Noah answered by nudging his mouth up against hers, softly at first, then harder.
Myrah smiled slightly as she pushed her mouth against his. Timidly, before confidently.
Noah pulled away to take a deep breath. He leaned in again, heart thundering beneath his armour. Myrah’s lips felt so soft and welcoming beneath his…
Myrah could feel her heart racing. He was so confident at times, she couldn't help but melt against his touch.
Noah forced himself to pull away, heart trembling for more. “Your tutor is probably getting worried..”
Myrah felt her heart ache for more. She murmured quietly, "He won't care."
That was all the affirmation he needed. Noah leaned back in again, carefully holding Myrah as he kissed her.
Myrah smiled and pulled him close as she kissed back. She didn't really want to go back anyway.
Noah felt a warmth spread through his chest. He smiled into Myrah’s lips, feeling more at home than he ever had in his life.
Myrah had grown up isolated. No friends in the empty palace she lived in, with Noah she finally felt like she belonged here. The entire castle felt full of life with him.
Noah pulled away, setting her upright against a hedge. He smiled down at her, brushing a lock of hair out of her face.
Myrah hadn’t even noticed it fall. She was too absorbed into his gray eyes and handsome face.
Finally, he forced himself to tear his eyes away. “I can’t keep my eyes off you for long..”
Myrah let out a blissful sigh as she forced her eyes away, “Me too. You’re too pretty not to look at.”
Noah blushed lightly at the compliment, staring down at the grass. "Thank you, Princess."
(G R A S S)
Myrah giggled a little spotting Noah's blush. Her own began to spread, "You're welcome."
(lmao gRaSS)
Noah glanced up at the sun, unable to look back at her without turning pink. "Your tutor might start to get suspicious, unfortunately.."
Myrah sighed and she moved to stand up on her own, "I suppose I must go then. I shall see you tonight, love."
Noah nodded, leaning in for a quick kiss. "See you, and good luck with your tutor."
Myrah grinned at Noah and gave him a quick kiss back, "I'll need it."
She walked out of the garden and back to her tutor. The tutor raised a slight eyebrow at her appearance, even though on the way here she had fixed as much as she could. The lesson continued on, and it wasn't long until Myrah was deathly bored again.
(skip?)
(Sure)
to night?
(Sounds good.)
(Wait can you start? Sorry
Because doesn’t the King need to ask her about the guard thing?)
(Yeah I can do that.)
Myrah had been called to the throne room, for what she wasn't sure. She walked in to see her father sitting on his throne. She respectfully bowed before asking, "What do you need of me father?"
"I've been thinking Myrah, your at the age where your life is in constant danger."
"Like it hasn't been for my entire life," Myrah muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?" her father said in a slightly harsh tone.
"Nothing."
Her father was still suspicious, but commented nothing more on the matter, "As I said, you are at that age. By tomorrow's end you will need to select a guard that will protect you. Your own personal guard."
"My own… guard?" Myrah said in almost disbelief. She could make Noah her guard. Then he wouldn't have to leave her side ever.
"That's what I just said," her father sighed with annoyance at his airheaded daughter, "Now go and return to your chambers."
Myrah bowed and scurried out again. She could make Noah her guard, Noah would stay with her. This went from the worst day to the best day real fast.
(thanks, sorry I took so long to reply)
Noah trudged up to Myrah's window, his heart heavy. He had been promoted…. this was his last night here. His next assignment was on the field, far away from the Castle… far away from Myrah.
I'm sorry.
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