"Mostly reading and writing. I people-watch a lot to get ideas for characters and plotlines. I have journals upon journals of stories I've created, it's actually quite scary sometimes. But really it's-" She cut herself off suddenly, looking away with a bright red blush on her cheeks. "Sorry, you probably don't want to hear me rant."
Dorian couldn’t help but chuckle, picking up a rose from a near by flower bed, “No no, please, I don’t mind in the slightest. No need to apologise.”
"I'm just…not usually a very talkative person." She mumbled quietly, coming through her hair with her fingers.
"Well, I like hearing your voice, so don't be afraid to ramble when you're around me." He nudged her gently with his elbow playfully.
"You only met me 10 minutes ago." She giggled, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
"So? I don't care," Dorian grinned, "And if you care then you shouldn't, I'm not one to judge."
"Such a gentleman." She smiled a little. "I'm sorry, I feel it's only polite to ask, are you already betrothed? I feel like you would be and I'd hate to be stealing you away from the lucky young lady."
The male just chuckled and shook his head and waved a hand dismissively, "Nah, I'm not betrothed. None of the women my father has had visit aren't my type and quite frankly, it's making him mad and I don't care in the slightest."
"I know the feeling. My father is the same way since I'm his eldest daughter. It's annoying, it truly is but there isn't much I can do about it." She shrugged.
“I think by now I’m just rejecting them to make him mad. Then again, they’re all stuck up and have no love for adventure.” Dorian sighed and shook his head a little.
"Seriously? I do that too!" She laughed slightly. "No one knows how to have fun around here. Yes, sometimes I choose to sleep in the gardens in a tent, so sue me."
Dorian chuckled and slipped the rose he was holding behind her ear, “I’m not going to sue you for doing something you love. If you’re being sued for that then sue me for sleeping in the stables.”
"You're too sweet to me, Dorian, you really are." She smiled a little, gently adjusting the rose now in her hair, fighting back her blush.
Dorian smiled down at her, jumping up onto the lip of the garden fountain. Drops of water started to spray against his clothes but he didn’t care, “Think nothing of it, Lady. It is just kindness, something more people need to learn.”
She shook her head with a smile. "You're going to fall." She glanced around at the quiet gardens, watching for a second. "I should be getting back inside. My father's probably wondering where I am."
“Fall? I’ve done this a hundred times, I won’t fall,” Dorian grinned cheekily before he jumped down in front of her, “I’ll walk you back, wouldn’t want you getting lost now.”
"I'd find my way eventually." She shrugged with a chuckle. "Navigating new places is kind of my thing."
“Well I wouldn’t be a very good host if I let you,” He replied, slipping a hand into his pocket as he started to lead her back.
She hummed softly as they walked, just looking up at the night sky with a far off look in her eye.
Dorian watched her carefully, just taking in her beauty quietly. Soon enough, the music from the party could be heard again and he couldn’t help but sigh softly.
His sigh brought her back into reality. "Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming." She looked away from him, blushing brightly.
Dorian shook his head a little, “No need to apologise, Fiona. We all do it from time to time.”
She glanced through the window and locked eyes with her brother's, who motioned for her to come inside as they all clearly seemed to be waiting. "I've got to go. But it was certainly a pleasure to meet you." She kissed his cheek gently. "Bye Dorian." She smiled before disappearing into the crowd, weaving through it to her family.
Dorian stood stunned and red faced for a moment before he came to his senses, “Fiona, wait!” He quickly followed her and caught her before she left, “Promise me you’ll write and visit me?”
She smiled brightly, her own face bright red. "Of course, my prince." She paused for a second before leaving him with one last kiss, this time pressed to his lips before she turned and hurried out with the rest of her family. Her sisters were yelling at her for doing something so 'brash and unthinkable' while her brothers were asking why she did it in the first place.