OCKiss Day 2: First
Kasiani and Ambrose
A king who prioritized love over a good queen. A woman who doesn't believe she's both.
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Kasiani's head spun. The king- Ambrose, he insists she call him- had just asked to marry her and she had agreed. Despite months of courtship, she could scarcely believe he was still interested.
Yet here he was, head bowed as he gently kissed her hand.
"I'm not sure how much more time we will be permitted alone together." He said softly as he straightened, his eyes cutting towards the courtyard where her family was chatting quietly. "Is there anything you need before I leave?"
"What am I to expect now?" She asked helplessly, his gaze turned reassuring as he clasped her hand between his.
"I will come back tomorrow, to properly ask for your hand. After that I'm not sure, but I suppose there will be much to plan." His thumb smoothed over her knuckles. "I've asked Esmonia to help if you're worried about being overwhelmed, and I will be with you."
Kasiani nearly swooned, he had already discussed this with Princess Esmonia. He really did intend to marry her. Suddenly, her head was filled with the tales she read of kind dashing gentlemen sweeping girls off their feet. She must have taken too long to respond, he spoke again, soft like he was sharing a secret.
"I will do my best to provide whatever you wish, my love. Just ask." She looked up into his eyes, a brown lined with gold, and gathered up her courage to voice her deepest longing.
"I wish... for our first kiss not to be at the altar, viewed by a crowd. I've always wanted something soft and intimate. Something I could think of fondly and-" She stopped when he touched her waist, meeting his wide eyes with her own.
"Would now be alright?" She nodded and he pulled her in.