thelionheartqueen:
[ Sam’s wing is a welcome comfort. It was still new to her, this different kind of devotion he’d been showing her. For as long as she could remember, they’d been close. But this was something else, and Catherine was beginning to like it. To appease him, she leans closer into his side. ]
"But humans don’t wear coats to the fair Sam. Not the girls, anyway. They wear their suitor’s.“
[ Catherine was confused by the whole notion but at the same time, she found it quaint and cute. She lets her hand that’s farther from him gently brush the wing protecting her. It was a subtle show of affection. And Cat did love his wings. ]
Before she became his Queen, Sam had only thought of her as his second in command. He would lay his life on the line for hers and trusted her with his own. That never changed, but something new was added to the mix. A different kind of admiration, but he would never act on it. She deserved a man noble enough to be King.
Without thinking much about it, Sam moved to take off his leather jacket put it around her shoulders. He smiled and retracted his wings, “There, now we can be just like the humans at the fair.” He put his arm around her shoulders to give her a slight hug before he let her go and motioned for the guards to open the doors.
