A/N: MEEEEEEP. Hello :3

Winter Sway

We had been sitting on my bed for well over an hour now. Matthias had come into my room that amount of time ago, crying. At first I was afraid he was drunk again, my fears only getting worse when he hugged me. I was going to punch him off of me, but I quickly realized that all he was doing was crying into my shoulder.

"Are you ok?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his waist to comfort him a little.

Sniffling, he replied, "I am now…"

What was that supposed to mean? How could he get better so quickly like that? "Can I please talk to you?" he then asked, moving his arms tighter around my shoulders.

"We are talking right now," I replied, confused as to why he would ask such a silly question. He laughed a little after I stated that, and said, "I meant, can we talk about something important?"

"Sure," I answered, confused, "What kind of important would we talk about?"

"I have something specific in mind," he said, "Can we sit on your bed and talk?"

We finally ended the hug after he asked that question. His face was red and he still had tears falling from his eyes, but he was smiling. I couldn't say no to his face… Not even playing with him seemed right at the moment.

I nodded, "Of course," and smiled.

"Thank you!" he gasped, and closed the door to my room. We both walked over to my bed, and sat down.

I awkwardly sat in the middle of my bed, crossing my legs, as I laid a pillow in my lap. Matthias did the same and sat in the middle of the bed, facing me. "So…" I awkwardly said, "What do you want to talk about?"

Matthias smiled, and answered, "I just want to talk about you."

"I am an important topic?" I asked, confused as to what we could possibly talk about on the topic of me. "Of course!" he replied, "I love getting to learn more about you."

"Alright," I said, "What do you want to know?"

Matthias thought for a moment, almost looking troubled, as he stared into my eyes, "Emil… Have you ever thought about running away?"

"What?" I asked him, surprised by such a question. I had never thought about running away before, mainly because I knew I would never get the chance. If I did though, I would have definitely run away from the king. But why would he want to run away from this amazing, free living lifestyle?

Matthias sighed, "It sounds crazy, but I honestly hate being royalty. Don't you? I mean, our whole lives are planned out because of our parents and their mistakes. We are literally alive to fix the problems that they created. Don't you hate that?"

I looked down, trying to think about what Emil might say. I ended up stuttering, "I-I don't know…"

"Emil it's just me. You can voice your own opinion. How do you feel about all this royalty stuff?" Matthias asked, staring intensely at me with his stern eyes.

I stared at Matthias for a second, trying to see if this was a trick or some way to get information out of me, but then I realized that he was right. It really was just him. I trusted him, and I could trust him with my honest opinion on royalty. "To me...royalty has been in control of my life since before I can remember. I never got to even have a life because of it. I hate how royalty thinks that they can just ruin people's lives and not-! Sorry… I am ranting…"

"No it's fine!" Matthias smiled, "I'm glad you feel the same."

Hesitantly, I smiled, looking down. What was I supposed to do now? I waited for Matthias to speak again. "Hey Emil, I have another question for you," he ended up saying.

"What is it?" I asked, looking back up at him again.

"Well…" he laughed a little, smiling, "I was wondering if you wanted to be my date for Tino and Berwald's wedding?"

This question caused an instant blush across my features. What did he just ask? Me be a date? I thought back to when Arthur and Alfred were teaching me about relationship stuff. Date was a step up from best friend, I think I recall. It was just a step below engaged too… Wait were we going to get engaged soon?! This was all going so fast, what was I supposed to say to him?

He did just say for the wedding though, so it could be fine. I seriously cannot get any closer to him than this. I need to stay fake with him. I need to honestly not care for him at all. So why am I really happy right now? I need to stop! This mission is now becoming dangerous for me too. Why does he have to be so nice and caring?

I have to say no.

"Yes," I answered, smiling.

WAIT WHAT? Oh great, is my body doing the thing where I think one thing and say another again? ...I thought I just got over that. And now it is too late.

Matthias was already looking ecstatic as he replied, "Great! I can't wait to be able to dance with you, and-!"

"Dance?" I asked, without thinking yet again about the outcome of some of the stuff I say. What was dance though, and why did he really want to do it with me?

"Yep! It's the most fun part about weddings to me. I have been to a couple of weddings, but I have never had someone I cared about as much as you be my date and dance partner!" he explained.

I still could imagine I had a confused expression on my face. What was dancing?! I don't think I can ask him what it is, because it was probably something so obvious to normal people. Do I have time to sneak out and ask Alfred and Arthur what it meant before the wedding? The wedding was in two days now, but things were bound to get pretty crazy in the castle because of it.

I didn't even notice that I was looking down with a troubled face until it was lifted up with Matthias' gentle hand. I was about to ask why he made the gesture, but he spoke before I could, asking, "Are you alright?"

"Ya," I answered without thinking, "Why would I not be?" I was trying to think of a way I could ask him about dancing, without giving it away that I didn't know what it was. Suddenly I thought of an idea.

"I just…" I started out saying, looking down so I didn't have to look him in the eyes as I admitted, "I don't know how to dance…"

"What?" he asked, causing me to look up at him.

Dancing was probably a thing that everyone knew how to do, wasn't it? "Forget it," I quickly said, laughing to cover up what I said. I knew what reaction he was going to have though. He was definitely not going to just 'forget' what I had said.

I was proven correct when he replied, "No, I can't just forget it. Do you really not know how to dance?"

I looked down, wishing he could actually stop caring for once. I didn't want to get into something I had no idea about. "Please, I-!" I started to say, but he grabbed my hand and got us both off the bed.

"If you don't know how to dance, then I will teach you. It is pretty simple, and there is really only one dance that Berwald and Tino are definitely going to have at their wedding." he smiled, taking is out into the middle of the room.

"What kind of dance is that?" I asked, still confused as to what a dance even was.

"A slow dance," he grinned, stopping when we got to the center of the room.

To be honest, I was scared. No, I was terrified. What if dancing was dangerous? I had so many thoughts in my mind, until one thought stood out. This was Matthias telling me to do something. Would he ever want to hurt me? I don't think so, at least… Dancing can't be too bad if he enjoys it so much, right?

My thoughts were cut off by him saying, "Now the first thing you do when you are about to dance is you get into position."

Position? Getting into position could be anything! He could literally be sacrificing me to Thor right now, and that is just what the Danes call dancing. Wait. I don't know why I have to keep reminding myself, but this really is just Matthias. He is kind, loving, and caring Matthias. He would never harm me, so I better listen to him and get into whatever position he is talking about.

"Now for this dance, you are going to have to be the girl position," he said, looking at me.

"Why do I have to be the girl?" I complained, crossing my arms.

"Because," he smiled, "The man has to lead and do you want to lead when you don't know how to dance?"

Dammit, he got me on that… I guess I could be a girl just this once. But I will get amazing at the dancing thing, and I will be the man next time we 'dance'. Oh wait, there won't be a next time after this wedding thing… I don't know why I forgot that. Hopefully we will be able to dance one more time before I have to take him back to Norway.

Matthias smiled and put a hand on my waist. I was about to punch him for making such a movement, but he quickly stopped me and said that it was part of the positions. I apologized and he kept putting us both in the correct position to dance.

He grabbed my left hand and put in on his shoulder, as he explained, "For this particular dance, the girl's left hand is always on the guy's shoulder and the guy's left hand is always on the girl's hip."

"What do our right hands do?" I asked, looking up at him.

He then held my right hand and put it out to the close side, "They hold each other," he explained, starting to sway back and forth. "What are you doing now?" I asked, wondering why we were just swaying like this. Was this all dancing was? This was pretty easy!

"I'm just getting warmed up for what we are about to do," he said. Before I could ask another question, he already started to explain, "Now when I step backwards, you step forwards, and vice versa, alright?"

"O-Ok," I barely got to say, before he started to step backwards with a beat. I quickly looked down and started to follow where his feet were going. When he walked backwards, I walked forwards, and when he walked forwards, I walked backwards. It was starting to get really fun, the longer we did it. It was almost like solving a puzzle and trying to think quickly, as you moved around across the floor.

I looked up when I got more comfortable, and smiled at Matthias, "This is fun!"

He smiled back, saying, "I know, right?" He then spun us around, still using the same motions in his feet. We started slowly dancing in circles across my room, as we used the same patterns we started off with. I even found our bodies getting closer and closer together up to the point where our chests were almost touching.

Matthias suddenly slowed down our dancing and said, "Sometimes when dancing, you and your partner just sway in silence, and listen to the music that usually is playing in the background."

I took note of everything he was saying as I absentmindedly rested my head on his chest. I was so comfortable where I was right now, and I could hear his heart beat. I felt so relaxed as we just swayed, and stepped around in a circle slowly. Everything about him was warm and gave me such a great feeling inside that I couldn't explain.

Was this love? No. It couldn't be. This feeling was what Arthur and Alfred described as love, but this was all fake. My feelings are fake until this mission is over. Why do I keep forgetting that? I was about to push myself off of Matthias, but my plan was stopped when he asked, "Want to try something cool?"

"Sure," I said, curious as to what he had in mind.

He smiled and took his hand off my hip, and lifted our linked hands in the air. "Relax you hand, and let me lead you for this. Are you ready?" he asked, starting to step back.

"I guess," I said, before he moved his hand in a gesture that caused me to spin. The movement caught me by surprise as I stumbled back into him. "Whoa," I said, not being able to contain a smile that spread across my lips.

"Wasn't that fun?" He asked, smiling.

"Ya!" I replied, "Can we try that again?"

He grinned, "Of course!" He then stepped back a little, and moved his arm in the same way, causing me to spin around again. This time, I was a little bit better at keeping my balance, but I still stumbled back into his arms again.

He put his hand on my waist again, and I followed in suit by putting my hand on his shoulder. He spoke, "You are very good at this. It is hard to believe you never knew how to dance."

I smiled shyly, looking up at him, "Thank you…"

Our chests were touching to the point where I could almost feel his heart beat against mine. He stared intently into my eyes, as he said, "Emil, you look so beautiful tonight…"

"What?" I asked, blushing, "I just look normal…"

He smiled, almost laughing a little, "You look beautiful all the time, so that isn't a surprise."

I felt my blush turn warmer and into a hot pink color. What were all of these compliments for? I don't know if it was just in my mind or our faces, specifically our lips were actually getting closer and closer to each other. It ended up definitely being real when it was visible that Matthias was staring at my lips too. To be honest, I was doing the same to him.

He turned his head, and started to get closer and closer to me, to where our lips were practically brushing together. Why wasn't I stopping this? Do I even want to stop this? We were so close to kissing, and I was so close to going against everything I believed was right.

Suddenly, something changed in Matthias' eyes. He quickly stepped back a few feet, and looked down at the ground, blushing.

"I'm sorry…" he said, looking back up at me, "I shouldn't have done that."

I was honestly breathless. I could feel my heart beating through the tips of my fingers and my ears were filled with the sound of my heart. It was racing, even more than my mind right now. Why was everything so confusing at the moment?

Footsteps could be heard down the hall, away from my door. Both of us looked towards the door then back at each other.

"I should go now," he said, smiling. He came closer again, and gave me a quick hug before leaving quietly.

A few minutes later, I was still standing where I was when he left.

We really were about to kiss weren't we? What made him stop? Was it because I hated kissing before? What made me change my mind about kissing in the first place? Just the thought of the king kissing me like that made my stomach turn, but with Matthias, my view on the action was different.

It was love.

But isn't it supposed to be fake? Aren't all of my feelings for Matthias supposed to be fake? That is what I have been telling myself, right? So why now? Why have I changed? Why must I change when freedom is so close?

I don't even know what to think anymore…

A/N: Well that chapter took a fracking long time to get out. Let me just break it down for you though. A WHOLE WEEK OF MIGRAINES. You're welcome.

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~NorwegianPilot17