#noele

Every time I used to open my eyes to you in the morning, seeing that content expression while you’re dreaming, I couldn’t help but wonder…What do you see in me?

I’m not extraordinarily beautiful, I have more bulk in my arms and shoulders than half the princes I know of, and yet, every morning without fail—

“Mnn…good morning.”

That voice slurred with sleep, those wine red eyes that sparkle in delight as they focused in on me. You wholeheartedly kissed every old cut, every old scar, every beauty mark…loved all of me.

And I love you every bit as much. Why else would I continue sparring? Keep up with the happenings across borders? Keep your attention and that sweet smile that you show on me and me alone? I don’t like saying the circumstances of our meeting were due to fate. I fully believe something in me clawed through life to get to your side.

I found myself a love that adores every disheveled, angry, and selfish part of me, and makes me feel like those parts are extraordinarily beautiful.

“Noele?”

A voice snapped the knight out of her daze as she shot up in bed next to Nokto, “Hm?”

“Did the palace hound zone out on me?” He teased, grinning and tucking a fluffy tuft of fringe behind her ear.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She growled, leaning in and stealing a rather insistent kiss. Nokto only pulling away to get his answer.

“Hmm…I think someone is avoiding the question.” He huffed against her neck, running his nose over the curve of her jaw as he spoke, “Now do continue I ask nicely? Or do I interrogate my sweet lover?” He murmured against her ear, wrapping an arm around her back as her pulse thudded against his lips when he kissed her throat.

“‘Was just thinking how lucky I am to have found you.”

Her face was rather stoic as the surprised fox pulled back with wide eyes to look at her, quietly asking for more information with a few blinks.

“You…teach me to love every bit of me that I used to hate…I’m very lucky to have dug my claws into you and not let you go.” Eventually a faint smile appeared on her lips, lifting up her cheeks and making her ice-colored eyes crinkle in content.

Blood rushed to the seventh prince’s cheeks and he embraced her tightly, arms wrapped around her…as two silver chains holding matching engagement bands clinked softly against one another.