"Must you always be so charming?"
There was a playful glint in her eyes, the same shine that had him trapped in her emerald gaze all those years ago.
On that day, he wondered if it was really he who had that magic love spot.
He'd been infatuated with her ever since.
"If it means I can see that beautiful smile of yours, Arturia, I'd gladly be charming my whole life."
She tried to supress a blush, hiding behind the boquet of lilacs he had just given her.
"Flattery gets you nowhere, Diar."
Does it?
The man chuckled at the lady king's actions, pressing his lips lightly to her knuckles, before meeting her eyes again.
"Friday night?"
The king considered his proposition for a few moments, but didn't even know why she bothered. She could never resist those golden eyes.
A sigh.
A smile.
"Alright."