I never planned this. It isn't something that I think I could control, even had I been aware of it in advance. In the glimmering flurry of sharp-edged metal our eyes met. My breath caught in my throat, his eyes widened.
"You are the one trying to bring down my empire?" The impossibly young and attractive dictator queried across the deadly space that separated us.
"Yes." I replied. "Are you the only thing in my way?"
"Yes. Though I must say I never expected my arch nemesis to be so…. attractive." A becoming blush suffused the Lord Ruler's pale face. The shock of the revelation almost made me fall out of the sky. Was anyone ever this forward? But this was the Lord Ruler, I supposed; he was used to getting what he wanted, so why should he ever be coy?
"Y-you think I'm… attractive?" I stammered charmingly.
A surprisingly soft, yet shaky hand subtly reached out and took my own. "Not just attractive." He replied, voice breaking slightly. Was this a decoy? Something to distract me from an imminent attack? I wondered. But those distracting thoughts struggled to stay in my head as I noticed for the first time how intriguing and intense his eyes were. They glistened like moon dust in the sunlight.
"But we're in public!" I stammered back, in a quiet husky voice only we could hear, glancing quickly to the side to the growing crowd. "And they're all watching and expecting me to kill you."
His eyes lit up with an idea. "We can fake our deaths."
"Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life. I have a plan." He looked so decisive… so intelligent. My heart melted like iron, in a furnace of love.