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Xavier wasn’t sure wether he should pull away or not. The other’s hand felt soft and good in his.
“Er… just… ride.”
Xavier wasn’t sure wether he should pull away or not. The other’s hand felt soft and good in his.
“Er… just… ride.”
Zerin visibly blushed.
"Oh… Okay…" He said, looking the other boi in the eyes. He didn't let go yet.
Xavier simpered. “By ride I mean horses.” He turned a faint red in the face. “If… if you thought different.”
"No… I… I-I know what you meant…" Zerin managed to say. He was speechless.
Xavier nodded. “Right. Right. That’s good.”
Zerin was speechless, resisting the urge to let his hands shake, he let go of Xavier's hand reluctantly. He was handsome , blameless, and nice. But if Zerin's dad found out he was interested in another boy.
Zerin flinched involuntarily.
Xavier’s hands hung in the air for a bit and he set them down. “Er… what do you like to do?”
"Erm… I write.. ." Are in muttered, blushing even more.
Xavier wrung his hands. “Really? I love writers, they have such a good personality to them…”
Zerin blushed even more, his face a literal pink color.
"T-Thank you so much…" He exclaimed.
(Are in)
Xavier smiled shyly up at him. “You’re welcome. Did… did we ever exchange names?”
"I… I don't remember…" Zerin flinching at his own awkwardness.
"I'm Zerin Winger, and you?"
“I’m Xavier Tyler Metzler. It’s a pleasure to meet you again, Zerin.” He gave a light laugh.
"The pleasure is all mine…" Zerin assured the other Prince' continuing to eat his food.
Xavier smiled. “It is mine, I assure you.”
Zerin giggled, fiddling with his scarf as his heart-rate finally went down.
"That's not very gentlemanly of you, being so selfish." He joked, surprised at his own coolness.
Xavier flashed a smile and rolled his eyes. “I’m just the rudest chap you’ll meet.”
"Maybe, but I like your style." Zerin answered, continuing to eat.
Xavier hummed gently. “Thank you, Zerin. Much appreciated.”
"That doesn't sound like something a rude person would say." Zerin said, somehow keeping his cool.
Xavier scoffed. “Oouugh you’ve caught me, Zerin. I’m not rude at all.” He gave a little laugh.
"I can see that." Zerin mused, putting his basket away. "So, um… Hey… Do you, um, want to come to a festival my kindgom is holding right now?" Zerin asked.
Xavier titled his head to gaze thoughtfully at Zerin. “Sure! I’d love to; it sounds lovely.”
"It's a Harvest Celebration!!!" Zerin exclaimed, getting up. "We're gonna have street performers, bards, caterers, cleaners and all that. Masque is optional as well!"
(Masque is a term for a costume dance, like a masquerade, but it's more for networking than celebrating.)
(Ya i know xD)
Xavier raised an eyebrow. “A masque? What does a kingdom need of a masque…? It sounds fun, though!”
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