#//I love the interactions between these two agdhgshgdf

[reddragonprincess]

"My love! Notice anything... New, about me?"

Sain beams, standing before Minerva with pride strewn over his eyes and hands planted firmly on his hips. He looks to some far off direction away from her face, and his chest is puffed out like a rooster. As for the 'new' thing in question, that would be the armor polish glistening on his breastplate. Prior to approaching her, he applied damn near a third of the bottle on his plate-mail and lance-tip. The result is steel that shines so bright it threatens to blind her, and a waxy aroma mixing with the smell of his perfume.

"Take all the time you'd need--really do. I've read the ties that bind us together and reached the only logical conclusion available: that you and I are to be wed!" He runs a hand through his hair and tilts his head, winking at the Macedon. He can't possibly be serious... Can he?

"You were my winter envoy! That mysterious lynx-ess, waiting for her dashing knight to glossen himself up before you pounce!" With measured steps, he approaches. Enough distance closes between them to where Sain can observe the gentle pull on Minerva's face.

She's not scowling, right?

"Well here I am! All yours, my feisty damsel~"

Noticing his arrival from afar, she already knew what to expect from his exuberant attitude and charming smile: he approached the Macedon Princess with a fiery walking, stopping exactly in front of her and eagerly showing off the armour he was wearing as per usual - however, something different was clearly visible.

"Your armour.. is shining differently, doesn't it?" she pondered, index finger at her lips as she squared at him. Yet, as he proceeded with his speech, an anooyed expression appeared on her visage, rising her eyebrows as she was quite skeptical about his intentions. But one thing was for sure: she wasn't his gifter.

"Listen, I'm happy to see that you enjoy your gift so much, but… I'm not the one who gave you this valuable present" she simply stated, trying her best to softening her tone and expression, though finding the whole situation a bit amusing too, despite from the cheesiness of the young man.

"I'm truly sorry to disappoint you" she looked a bit stressed about it, since she knew she didn't handle well the disappointment in the other people, but this time she wanted to act differently as her usual self: she wanted to be brave, like she was in the battlefield.

"But, I can give a gift too, if you wish" and after saying so, she gently got closer to Sain's face, bruising her lips on his cheek, leaving a very soft kiss on the warm skin on him.

"Merry Christmas"