Short fluff that's been invading my head for the past couple of days. And since I played the game with Japanese voices, I'm going to keep Japanese honorifics after names.
Disclaimer:
The only thing I own about Odin Sphere is a copy of the game and the official art book.
With an irritated sigh, Gwendolyn sat in front of her vanity, staring intensely at her reflection in the mirror. More precisely, she was glaring at her hair, which was particularly bothersome since it was unusually windy, making her loose hair blow everywhere around her face. She tried putting her hair up into her usual bun, but without Myris's help, the task was proving to be fruitless. Arms sore and tired after trying to put her hair up after many failed attempts, she sat in defeat with her long hair in tangles.
"Is there anything troubling you, Gwendolyn?"
The valkyrie sat up with a start and turned around, a blush spreading across her face. She was so absorbed with her dilemma that she didn't realize Oswald had entered their room and was currently standing behind her, a hint of a smile on his face. In all of the times he'd seen his wife in dangerous and intense situations, the knight had never seen her so flustered and disturbed, and it was an amusing sight to see.
"O-Oswald-sama," Gwendolyn whispered in a surprised breath and promptly turned her face back to her vanity with her head down. She was embarrassed that she was in a state of distress in front of her husband, and her hair wasn't properly groomed to be presentable in his presence as well. "I, I just, i-it's nothing really.."
Oswald let out a small chuckle before approaching the vanity. "If you would allow me, maybe I can help you with your predicament." Without waiting for an answer, he picked up her brush and started to run it through her long, silver mane. Embarrassed and bashful at the situation, Gwendolyn just looked straight into her mirror without saying a word. She had to admit, it felt quite nice to have Oswald brushing her hair, and he looked so peaceful while going about his task. Her blush deepened a bit, and had to avert her gaze from his reflection before her face got even redder.
Meanwhile, Oswald felt like he was in heaven. Gwendolyn's hair was so soft and smooth as he finished brushing her hair and started parting it into three sections. He relished the feel of her tresses as they passed through his fingers while he gently braided her hair down her back. At the end of the braid, he picked up a hair clip in the shape of a butterfly and clipped it on her hair so the braid wouldn't come undone.
He stepped back to admire the new hairstyle on his wife. His heart fluttered when Gwendolyn's face started to light up as she twirled in front of the mirror to see how her braid looked like. Judging from the smile on her face, Oswald was pleased that Gwendolyn was happy with his work.
She stopped twirling and faced him. With a soft and shy smile, Gwendolyn dipped her head a bit, "Thank you Oswald-sama, it looks lovely."
Oswald could only smile back at her as he took Gwendolyn's delicate hand in his and placed a light kiss on the back of her hand, causing another blush to appear on her face. "You're welcome, my love."