AN: For Shallura Valentine's Day prompt "Snow Day."

AU fantasy setting.

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It was snowing when Shiro finally saw her.

The air was chilly even in the stables due to the partially opened door. But he liked watching the snow fall. It came down quietly, floating from the heavens like the cherry blossoms in his home village. He could almost smell the fragrance of those blossoms in the air now...

Black nickered and tossed her head. He softly spoke to her in his native tongue, offering an apology for pausing in brushing her mane. He liked to think the sounds reminded her of home and relaxed her. It calmed himself at the very least. He kept his eyes on her mane, then took the brush along the back of her neck. His eyes eventually drifted back up to the open door.

She was there amongst the snow fall.

He could see her profile. White fur trimmed the edge of her fur coat. The braid of her long hair draped over her shoulder and spilt out from the hood. The snowflakes that fell on her braid disappeared into the whiteness of her locks. She tilted her face slightly towards the sky. The hood moved enough for him to see her dark nose and the curves of her lightly painted lips. He could see the moment her lips parted in a soft expression of delight.

Princess Allura had only been on the compound for a week.

Plenty of people were enchanted by her in that short amount of time solely by her beauty. She was more than that, however. He'd seen her healing first hand after he had taken a sword right through the arm for her. He brought the dark metal of his right hand up to view. She'd done the alchemic ritual herself. That was nearly four months ago. And now she was visiting the Border Fortress, the first line of defense into Altea.

Only the strongest were stationed here. Or, as Matt sullenly put it, those the castle wanted out of their hair. Apparently his friend's flirtatious ways had gotten on the court's last nerves. Not that Shiro blamed them. But it did make him wonder about his own situation. She suddenly turned around. His breath caught as her vivid blue eyes looked towards his direction. Did she know -

No. It wasn't in his direction.

That was made very clear the moment another figure joined her. Although hooded, Shiro could make out the low, silky sounds of Prince Lotor's voice. The Prince was tall, lean, and handsome. He doubted he had battle wounds like he did. Idly, he rubbed the scar across the bridge of his nose. Prince Lotor was also a frequent guest of Princess Allura as of late, if Matt's sources were to be believed.

Many speculated if there would be an announcement soon.

Black flicked her long tail, hitting Shiro's hand. He started at the motion and then chuckled. She snorted out through her nose and then kicked up some hay.

"It's snowing outside."

She shook her head and then stared right at him.

"Fine," he exaggeratedly sighed. "Just for a short while."

She spotted him in the snow.

The shape of his back was always recognizable to her, no matter what he had on. His dark fur cloak moved behind him, his black ponytail fluttered as he rode his familiar horse. Black, if she remembered correctly. She recalled scolding him for the rather plain name but he had merely smiled at her. She saw them through the snow covered trees, steadily moving towards the gate leading off the compounds. She stepped forward without realizing it, her snow boot crunching the flakes underneath it. He'd take her with him if she'd ask.

"Princess Allura?"

Her cheeks flushed a little. "I'm terribly sorry." She took a chilling breath in to compose herself. The burning in her cheeks calmed quickly. She turned back to her companion. "I thought I saw something."

Lotor quirked a brow but said nothing else regarding her distracted manner.

"We should go back inside."

He offered his arm. She took it.

Then glanced back to see Shiro and Black disappear from her.

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AN: The pining is strong in these two. XD