LUCINA'S POV
Three dress shops, a necklace peddler and an armory later, we stopped at an inn for the night. "That was… painful, Especially the armory. Who knew that practice swords were still sharp?" Thomas said, nursing the cut on his hand he got while juggling three practice swords.
I laughed. It's funny how I seemed to be laughing and smiling a lot lately. Thomas seemed to notice. "Is something in the air, Blue? You're smiling about ten times more than usual." Normally, if we were in the future, I would rebuke him for not being serious. Between him, Inigo, Owain, and Joshua, there was never a somber moment that lasted for more than 5 minutes.
Instead, I rolled my eyes, still smiling. "So, I booked us two rooms on the 2nd floor. I'm about ready to hit the hay." Thomas said, sticking a toffee wrapper in his pocket. "I'm a bit tired, too." I admitted, resisting the urge to yawn. Maribelle had beaten that habit out of me a while ago during 'noble training'. So we both traipsed up the wooden inn stairs into the hallway leading to our rooms. (which were right across from each other.)
"Night, Blue." Thomas said, and before I could react, he gave me a peck on the cheek and walked into his room, winking. Without realizing exactly what I was doing, I gave a short laugh and walked into my own room.
Jack's Corner
Oh. Snap. That is RIGHT. Y'all thought Jack marked this story Adventure/Romance for no reason? Mhm, things are heating up xD Anyways, until the wedding I'll probably have a few short fluffy things like this a day. So, enjoy! Oh, and gracias to reviewer #15 whose name is slipping my mind!