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He lets himself enjoy the view for a moment, giving himself the display of freedom and potential that the Royal Majesty holds within himself. The waters splash high, twisting into vines and ropes and soft puffs of mist and fog around his feet that tap against the surface of the river. The wind blows through his hair as if dancing with the soil and giving it flight on its own. There is a haze of warmth and shine, as if the suns themselves wish to give the Royal their full attention.
Even the Trees wish to know his soft affection, the Knight hearing the gentle whispers of the plants as grass and roots seem to entangle around the Royal, giving him a seat only for the one so loved by the Forests and the Lands. It makes the Knight smile, and he lets the soft moment linger, gently calming the Trees of his presence so that he can catch the isolation of a Prince who desired it more than his entire kingdom.
A laugh comes, full and bright and hitting the air with a spark that seems to make everything more vibrant, the Knight blinking as it seems to even hit him. Emotions swarm and he stares as the Royal throws his head back a little, hair bursting as the wind throws itself in joyful chaos with his amusement.
His body reacts before he can stop it, carrying him the distance to the Royal. His hand reaches out, lets itself get tangled in rich soil too soft for the earth but too solid for the air. He gently holds onto the Royal’s hair, brings it close and can’t help the thought to just bring it to his lips.
A small noise brings his attention to the Royal, to the burn in his skin that brings out the sun kisses that makes the Knight more than jealous.
“Wha-”
His voice chokes on the word, and the Knight smiles wide as the Royal blushes harder and swallows his question. He tilts his head, lets the hair gentle tangle in his fingers as he watches the Royal Majesty.
“Yes, Your Majesty?”
The Royal groans a little before he turns, grabbing his hair and pulling it from the Knight’s hand. He throws the man a look, nervous embarrassment moving his own hands through his hair as he refuses to bring his eyes back to him.
“D-don’t you have, like, obligations, or something??”
The Knight snorts, letting himself close the distance between them as he keeps his focus on the hair dancing among embarrassed fingers.
“You know, Your Majesty,” he reclaims a piece of his hair, focusing on it even as the Royal brings his attention back to him, “Your hair is like rich soil. I am sure that it could grow beautiful flowers within it.”
He glances at the Royal, finds slight confusion bleeding through his small frown as he watches him.
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
The Knight smiles, gently calling forth his Magicks and bleeding it through the waves of auburn hair. It takes only a moment before the Life breathes itself through the strands; soft leaves and vines twirl through the Royal’s hair, a small overgrowth of Life settling like its own form of braids and crown. He notes his work with soft pride, smiles at the blank confusion playing on the Royal’s face.
“Oh, I almost forgot.”
He doesn’t wait for an answer, immediately pushing more of his Magicks into the vines until the soft glow of moonflowers come. They settle in the hair, vibrant points of white that settle everything into quiet silence.
The Knight watches the Royal for a moment, lets his smile twist a little as he twirls his fingers through the hair. It only takes another second before he reacts; the Knight notes the moment everything comes crashing back into reality, the burn of the Royal’s cheeks scorching over his face as he struggles to find enough control to actually reply.
No words come; the Royal simply stands, the movement jarring and forcing the Knight to shift back a bit as the Royal immediately stumbles over his embarrassment.
