Rumius took it and stood, stepping so he was at her side. "Well you can cut things like this, see," He said gently, showing her how to cut with the side of the fork. "And you can spear things with the fork, too." He speared a piece of the pancake he cut up, handing her the fork.
((Fork Lesson 101))
"Oh." She smiled. She then lifted the fork to her mouth and bit the pancake. A smile brightened her features as she took more eager bites.
(Lmao somehow Rumius is good at teaching people how to fork)
Rumius grinned at her smile and sat back down with a soft sigh, looking outside. "It's such a beautiful day out. Unfortunately it is winter, so we cannot visit my gardens…"
Reene paused as she got ready to shovel another forkful of pancakes in her mouth. "Why not?" She asked.
"Because my plants do not grow in the cold," He murmured wistfully. "But they will be alive again when spring comes around."
"Can I make them grow?" She asked, inspected the bacon before taking a bite.
"Hmm… maybe. Would I have to wish for it?" He asked, wondering if it would be too much for her magic. After all, bringing something back to life is hard.
Reene nodded with a mouth-full. She had wanted desperately to do something nice for Rumius, but she hadn't the slightest clue as to what that would be. "When you wish, I can do it." She told him.
"Alright. I'll get ready to go outside as you enjoy your meal." He stood from the table and trotted to his dresser, where he picked out his outfit, like the one he was wearing yesterday, and plopped them onto the bed before walking into the bathroom.
Reene watched him before returning to her large meal. She hummed a song as she ate, enjoying the wonderful buttery tastes she experienced.
Rumius turned on his shower and started to strip, stepping in and bathing. He washed his hair and attempted to slick it back without brushing it, then giving up and grabbing a brush. After a very stubborn shower, he got out and dried off, dressing in the same place and walking out, still clipping on his robe.
Reene was enjoying the remains of her syrup when she looked up to her king. "Are you prepared?" She asked him, smiling. The female licked her fingers clean and stood . "You shall lead me to the garden, yes?"
Rumius met her smile with a small one of his own. He couldn't help but smile at her childishness. She was so sweet and innocent.
"Yes, I shall. Please get on something heavier so you don't get too cold."
"Something heavier….. as in clothing?" She asked him. Looking about the room, confusion lit her gaze alight. "Where would I get that? Show me."
"Yes, as in clothing. I can lend you one of my jackets, if you'd like?" He asked her in a gentle tone of voice, crossing the room to grab out a coat for her to wear.
"Oh, I would like to wear your clothing." Reene shook her head as if to show her eagerness. "Yes, please." She followed after him, looking over his shoulder as he fetched her a jacket.
"Okay, come here, then," Rumius turned from his closet and shook the jacket out a little. It was black, fuzzy, and a little bit big for her, but it seemed warmer than the sleeping clothes she was wearing. "Just put this on over your other stuff."
(( Thinking about these two as I listen – https://youtu.be/MCbTJsiUXG8?list=PLcwzm33qtENTv98WB156-lI8Xc6LAEM5F))
Doing as she was told, Reene took the jacket and put it on, smiling brightly with excitement as she relished the feeling of the fuzzy material against her skin. She practically drowned in the over sized jacket, but the look on her face said she wasn't bothered in the least.
(Aweee)
Rumius curled the jacket around her shoulders and gently booped her nose, turning away from her and leading the way out of his bedroom as if the boop never happened.
"Come on, keep up please."
Frozen, Reene stood still as her cheeks unexpectedly grew hot. What was this she was feeling? Slowly, she lifted her hand to her nose. Why had he touched her nose? Looking after Rumius, following him out of the room and down the hall, still thinking on his action.
Rumius wasn't entirely sure why he booped her nose like that. His dad did that a lot to his wife, but that was about it. It was just a gentle sign of affection to her. He looked over his shoulder and beckoned for her to walk a bit faster.
She practically had to run to keep up with Rumius, she stumbled a few times as she got use to the action. It took some concentration to not trip over her feet at she kept her eye on her master.
Rumius paused so she could keep up, sticking out a hand and gently stopping her when she reached him at full speed. "Slow down, Reene. We're not in any type of rush," He hummed softly, booping her nose again and continuing at a slower pace.
After the second time he'd touched her nose, her curiosity got the better of her. "Why did you do that?" She asked as she caught her breath. "Why do you touch my nose?"
"My dad used to do it to my mum. He said it was always a sign of affection," Rumius hummed softly to her, grinning a little.
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