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affectionate starters

“Oh dear! What was it?” She leant forward towards the other princess, trying to remain still.

"Scoot over and share the blankets!"

"Do you want some cocoa?"

"Here, you can have my jacket. It's too cold out to be wearing short sleeves."

"I need a hug."

"Your feet are cold!"

"Can I play with your hair?"

"You make a good pillow."

"You know, you have really bad morning breath."

"Are you ticklish?"

"You don't mind sharing a bed, do you?"

"Hold still--! You've got something on your face."

"I really don't get why you're single."

"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves."

"Do you want to spend the night?"

"Here, get under my umbrella!"

"I bought this at the store the other day. It reminded me of you."

pelydryn

Peering around the door and into the room where Eilonwy was, Taran called out to her. “I heard the market has a good variety of things to sell today. Would you care to come along with me? I was hoping to check on things myself.”

         “The market place?” Eilonwy repeated, quirking her head up. She felt her heart flutter for a moment, knowing full well that really Taran wanted to spend time with her. “Oh, yes! I don’t see why not.”

           “Really? Huh.” That was a first. Usually her name was answered with a series of confused expressions and sometimes even chuckles. It wasn’t every day you met a princess named Lettuce but perhaps this girl didn’t know any German and so didn’t know any better. E-LONG-wEEN, seemed to be a perfectly nice girl and she felt the need to at least return the compliment yet when she tried to repeat the name it tripped on her lips and the compliment turned into a raaaaather embarrassing series of apologies. 

           “Oh I’m so sorry. I have a hard time with names sometimes. I promise I’ll practice, Eee-lun-way -WEE!” Another nervous laugh lead her to a sigh and her tightlipped expression and tiny anxious bouncing drew her wandering gaze to the castle. “Oh! King. YES! I see now! You came with His Majesty King Taran! Your accents are very similar. I should have known.”

        It was true, she had never even heard the German language before in her life, let alone Italian. This was all terribly new to her. But it sounded nice upon her ears, so she did not think anything of strange phrases or names for the time being.

Hers, however, she understood was exceedingly strange for most people she had met outside of her own kingdom. Eilonwy covered her mouth to stifle her giggle before waving Rapunzel sympathetically off, “I appreciate the effort-- I suppose it‘s an odd name for most to hear and twice as hard to say! Like saying moose, mice, meese three times fast!” 

     For some reason, visitors always seemed so surprised at the heat when they arrived at Agrabah. It’s not like it her kingdom was located in the Seven Deserts or anything. Well, we are in the middle of a desert, she wanted to say, but her manners kept her mouth shut. After all, she wasn’t well acquainted with the young princess (queen?) yet and first impressions are first impressions. So instead, she gave a polite chuckle and nodded agreeably.

     “Yes, it can get a bit hot here, but it’s not unbearable. I find that as long as you dress properly, you should be fine. You wouldn’t like a change of clothes, would you?”

          Eilonwy looked down at her own garb, realizing that a change of clothes probably would be best. Especially if she planned not to die of heat stroke for a ridiculous amount of layers.