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“C’mon. We got a dome to take down.” He leaned down a bit, smirking as his eyes twinkled enticingly. “I’ll fly us there…” he coaxed.

{ ❆ }    Without a word, she reached up and took his outstretched hand, gathering her skirt and pulling herself back to her feet in time to hear him speak again and catch that smirk on his face. They were going to fly?     “...Alright.”

“Hmph. I’m five-foot-nothin’ an’ look like I’m fifteen.” He crossed his arms with a huff. His lower lip jut out in a totally-not pout. “What do you think?”

{ ❆ }    The pout on his face was adorable. She couldn’t help but smile at it. He really had no idea, did he? That only made him cuter.     “I think you’re perfectly precious, Sora.”

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“I- …” His brow furrowed as he considered this. “Is that what it is? I thought it was just complimenting an’ stuff.”

    “You don’t get flattered much, do you?” { ❆ }     The blonde giggled lightly into her hand at his response, shaking her head a little at him. Sora was just a little too precious sometimes.

Because once the people were free, he knew just how to make them forgive her.

    “I don’t know...” { ❆ }    She wanted to believe him, she really did. But she had spent so long in isolation that her hope had dwindled to the point that it was almost nonexistent now. But she supposed she could try.     “I guess I could try...”

“Aaaw shucks, now you’re makin’ me… Hey! Hold it, I see what you’re doing!” He wagged a finger, squinting at her in suspicion. “You’re jus’ tryin’ to butter me up.”

    “I do believe that is the whole point of flattery... Is it not?” { ❆ }    The blonde arched a brow, crossing her arms over her chest and tipping her head to the side   as he wagged his finger at her.

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“You think it’s charming?”

{ ❆ }    “Why yes, I do think it’s very charming.”

“Duh! Something like that should be no problem for you. So let’s hear it, Princess.”

{ ❆ }    “Well, I’ve never actually tried to flatter someone before. But I do find that smile of yours adorable and charming and I do like seeing it on your face.”

“Oh yeah? Let’s see yooou do better, since you’re such an expert.”

{ ❆ }    “Oh you want me to try and flatter you?”

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“Hmmm… your hair looks really nice today. Uh, pretty! It looks very pretty today. Nice braid.”

{ ❆ }    “Well... You’re slowly getting there. Slowly being the keyword.”

“Yoooooour dress looks really glittery!”

{ ❆ }    “Yes, I am quite aware of how glittery my dress is Sora. But that is not what I mean by working on your flattery.”

“You majesty! May I say you look especially glittery today?”

{ ❆ }    “Cute, Sora. But you really must work on your flattery.”

His hands were shaking. His grip was unsteady, despite the awesome strength in his limbs. “There has to be.”

{ ❆ }    She couldn’t think of anything to say. Her heart hurt. It felt like she was missing something. She could feel his hands shaking and she squeezed the one she had in her grasp a little more, trying to reassure even though she needed reassuring just as much.     “...I’m afraid.”

And keep her well-nourished enough to feed him. Either she succeeded, or they would soon meet their end here in this winter wasteland.

{ ❆ }    The stretching silence worried her. The way hesitance hung in the air. She knew that what she was going to hear was going to hurt. And she wasn’t wrong. His words struck her, made her tense, her heart clenching in her chest. He wanted her to...     “You want me to... try and take it... down?” { ❆ }    It was the one thing she had feared the most. She had thought she had put that dome up in order to protect her once happy Kingdom, but really, it was just a way for her to hide her mistakes. But she couldn’t hide from them anymore. Sora was right, they were running out of food and they needed to fix that.     “I.... Y--You’re right...”