#silvamillion

[bows-n-fluff]

Nozel: Noelle, you are reckless and impulsive.

Fuegoleon: Didn't you once trip on air and nearly declared war on Clover Kingdom out of embarrassment?

Nozel: …We do not speak of that.

[so-nightmary-ul]

               ~-----♡-----~

You knocked before you entered.

“Lemiel?” you said, looking around the room.

The small workroom was full of sunlight. A young man, sitting at the table, looked back over his shoulder. When he noticed you, his cheeks turned slightly red.

“Oh, it’s you! I’m really glad to see you!” Lemiel said cheerfully, while his eyes sparkled. “But what are you doing here? I didn’t receive any letters about your visit…”

“Yes, sorry. I decided to visit you briefly on my way to another town. I thought I could spend a little time with you and Tetia,” your smile faded a little. “But it seems like Tetia isn’t here. I was told that she has some important business outside the castle.”

“It’s true, but please don’t be upset, she will definitely be back in the evening,” he hastened to say, for some reason, discomposedly. “How long are you going to stay here?”

“For a day. I don’t want to bother you much with my presence.”

“No, not at all! Tetia and I are always happy to see you here. You can come to the castle at any time and stay for as long as you want.”

You were pleased to hear it. Your smile has become wider and brighter.

“Thank you a lot, Lemiel.”

Redness passed from Lemiel’s cheeks to his ears. His own smile became a little nervous. A young man with abrupt awareness on his face jumped up from his chair and began to clean up the papers, freeing up space on the table. He checked the kettle, but it looked like it was empty. Lemiel was muttering something about the fact that you must be tired of the road and that you now need some rest.

While you watched his actions, interest, fun, and bewilderment mixed in you. Until that moment, you had never seen him in such a nervous state.

You looked down at the prince’s table, because out of the corner of your eye you noticed some drafts.

“What are you working on now?” you asked, coming closer.

Lemiel immediately froze, breaking away from what he was doing. And then prince, more confidently, began to explain.

“The last time you visited us, you said that it would be great if there were some other ways of transportation besides broughams and gharries–”

“For example, by air,” you nodded, remembering this conversation.

“Yes, and after that I got a couple of ideas,” the prince spoke enthusiastically and again set to work on the papers on his table. “Do you want to have a look?”

In the end, both of you spent the whole day thinking and experimenting with this invention. Lemiel was a genius, when it came to developing magical tools, and you have a wittiness and ingenuity. In addition, you were in other countries, so you could tell something completely new to him as well.

You two sat with drafts and discussed the most effective principle of its working. You remembered that you saw something similar in another country, so you started talking about it in detail. The prince didn’t interrupt you, preferring to listen and watch you.

When you finished, Lemiel took a short pause before starting to talk.

“You know, I’m glad that I met you.”

You looked at him inquiringly, didn’t expect these words, but didn’t interrupt him.

“You always support me. You help me in the invention of magical tools, in sewing clothes and, especially, in the realization of my dream of a world, where all people can live peacefully. And that means a lot to me.”

He looked at you and gave you the warmest and brightest smile, because of which your heart trembled.

“I love you.”

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Lemiel Silvamillion Clover.

1/5 is complete.

In fact, I was just  b o r e d, because of what I decided to draw five arts with the effect of presence and a small scenario for each of it. Just because I wanted to.

P.S. No, I already decided who I will draw. You will  n o t  convince me.

P.S. And c’mon, guys, Lemiel deserves more love! He’s such a sunshine!

P.S. Next one will be the daddy of the elves  ( ‾́ ◡ ‾́ )

[hai-se]

WHY THE FUCK IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THIS FINE ASS MAN LIKE TF!?!??

[bows-n-fluff]

Fuegoleon: A good leader acknowledges their people.

Nozel: I'll have you know that I do, in fact, acknowledge my siblings.

Noelle, Solid, & Nebra: [shocked] You do?!

Nozel: Yes. I just don’t tell you.

[bows-n-fluff]

Feugoleon: You and Noelle should spend more quality time together.

Nozel: What do you mean? We bond all the time.

Noelle: Name ONE time.

Nozel: We’re bonding right now.

Noelle: This is a lecture.

Nozel: Bonding.