Far From Home

Pre training flirting... Lansoni in a dandelion field.

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In that vein, I have procured this box of chocolates and this rose, which I have been told are the appropriate gifts for the day of Saint Valentine.

-Sir Lancelot

Oh! I-... Well, this is.... heheheh, I didn't take you as the kind that'd enjoy this kind of holiday.

[He carefully takes both items and takes a moment to marvel at them]

This is rather lovely of you, Lance. To have taken the time to research something so foreign to you, especially something like this...

To tell the truth, I didn't know you considered our relationship to be this.. intimate. Not that I mind! Not at all! I mean, I... I don't dislike the idea of us--...

[He starts to fiddle with the rose's stem, clearly agitated. He then sighs loudly.]

He fusses noticeably for a moment before he takes a breath and turns back into a knight again.

I just wanted to express my admiration for you, and everything you have accomplished as my lord. And it...it was implied that such admiration could be either platonic or...or romantic, depending on the situation.`

I am touched by this token of your fondness, it isn't often I am shown gratitude for my acts, not that I really want that anyways. I want you to know this means a great deal to me, more so coming from you.

But then upon hearing the last paragraph he’s instantly flustered and obviously upset.

I...I’m sorry I...*he bites his lip as he tries to find the right words* I was...overly presumptuous, and I didn’t mean to impose...or not...I don’t--

He struggles with his words again, before he looks away, closes his eyes, and takes a breath. He is silent for a moment and when he opens his eyes again his voice has a sad resignation to it and he won’t look at Arthur.

You are correct, my lord. It would be best if...

I've come to learn that you're as stubborn as a broody guy I once knew, so just for the record I'll let you know I'm plenty stubborn myself. When I say that I'm not going to accept you seeing yourself as nothing more than a servant I mean it. Either you start thinking of yourself as your own person or I'll annoy you until you do so.

What...what I want. 

Funnily enough, in a weird twist of irony it’s because Arthur ordered him to answer truthfully that he now actually will.

I want...I want to be by your side. Always. You shine like the sun and I want to be close enough to feel your golden light on my face. 

I can achieve that by just being your knight, my lord. So I would be content with merely that. But...

he looks down, and he’s blushing enough that the tips of his ears turn red

This didn't last long however, as the king was fast to compose himself, a skill that had proved to be vital for the past four years. Yet his cheeks were still burning and he felt as if, were he to speak, words would surely fail him, yet he was determined to do it nonetheless.]

Man.. I really am kinda angry I wasn't the one to make the first move, heh.. Lance, after watching you putting yourself second ever since we met, how could I deny such a simple request?

[With the chocolate box and rose tightly held on one hand, Arthur took a few steps forward to stand face to face with the ebon. His free hand reached to pull the ultimate knight's visor up, stopping for a few seconds as if readying himself for what he was about to do before gingerly tilting his knight's chin up so that their eyes locked.]

When Arthur finally raises his visor, Lance’s eyes are wide--almost scared, and scanning the King’s face, trying to deduce what he is thinking from his expression. His words, when he finds them, are shaky and hesitant, far less eloquent than usual. 

I...I would be honored, as well, to be forever by your side, my...Arthur. 

Walk into my mystery

Step inside and hold on for dear life

Do you remember me?

Capture you or set you free

I am all, I am all of the monarchy

(I am, I am all of the monarchy)