all I can say is I was enchanted to meet you.
𝙎onia
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„ 𝓠𝓤𝓔𝓔𝓝 — 𝐓he First ° 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 [ RECALL & WISDOM — HYLIAN 💚 « 𝙷er spirit is ‘ u n b r e a k a b l e ‘ .
come love, make me better than i was. come teach me a kinder way to say my own name.
you terrify me. i hope that we can be married one day.
& suddenly all the love songs were about you.
you were the hardest lesson i ever had to learn.
fondly thinking about her wonderful guest when waking! such a kind little green-clad man. ✨
she thinks he would look simply adorable in a dress to match her own!
oh, he flatters so well, doesn’t he? she will eat it up and dish right back. perhaps better when fully awake, she is still a bit messy-haired and heavy eyed. but the way her eyes brighten at his smile he returns betrays all signs of recently slumber, and a hand comes up to cover just the very
A gesture that would catch the other off guard, leaving him to cease in place with a warm expression. For it was one thing seeing her grace from above, but before him so casually? Even he couldn't help but share a gentle smile. Let alone the honor of being praised by another gentle pat, or gaze -
pointing at closet. an ushering gesturing. take a look! clothing can be altered!
It would be nice to wear something real again. Her rags half torn and all. The downside to having claws.
he can try on one of her dresses, for fun. and a laugh or two. then perhaps she can help get him something more fitting
such a humble man, she is very appreciative of the respect her presence still draws. even if the time that has passed yielded new carriers of royal name. but she also appreciates some casualness, no need for acts of professionalism at all hours. prompting the queen to sweep around and attempt to
Time was something he had plenty of, so she was free to take as many as needed. And if she was, he wouldn't have compared her to the morning sun, not that he'd badmouth any relative of the royal family. No matter how distant from those he knew. As for what would come next after her graces gentle -
she would be more than happy to help make proper “fancy” clothing. they can match. 💚
allow a moment for her to make a decent show of herself, she must be a mess after sleeping for so long. oh, the worry for her hair is overwhelming.. however, once modest for eyes, she will silently step to tap a hand against the top of cap covered head. he deserves a simple pat, for the trouble.
Not that words needed to be, for such an act was all it took for him to just...turn around. Tugging at the helm of his green kokiri made tunic with an expression of his own. One bashful all the same, he'll make sure to apologize at a later time though.
oh graces— allow her to cover up proper and shuffle away from the fronts of window and torchlight. her apology goes unsaid but that warm expression of bashful embarrassment will carry the weight of unspoken word.
Hard not to when she's currently illuminated like the morning sun, which while both warm and oddly comforting. Reminds him of the sage of light.
rest in peace my husband, you would have loved build a bear workshop.
not romantic, not platonic, but a secret third thing (so devoted the lines blur).
i am going to take the opportunity to sleep as well. 🫶
Yay~ Cuddle time~