"May I have the honor of taking your hand, Your Highness?"
WAAAAAAAHHH!!
WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING?!
BADUMP!
BADUMP BADUMP!
My heart is pounding so fast I can barely breathe.
Eris just now… she was unbelievable!
"E-Eris! When did you learn to say stuff like that?!"
"Hehe," she replies with that smug little grin. "I actually read a few books."
That makes my heart squeak even harder.
"A-alright. Y-you may…" I murmur, cheeks burning, as I gently place my hand in hers.
Eris leans in and places a soft kiss on the back of my glove. Her movement is so precise, so graceful, like she's rehearsed it a hundred times. Her shoulders squared, head dipped just the right amount. Even her tail lifts behind her at the perfect 45-degree angle, curling slightly at the tip.
She's not just playing around.
She's doing it properly.
Damn…
She really did study royal etiquette!
But then… Suddenly…
Something stirs inside me. My body tenses. I freeze.
"Wait…"
What is this feeling?
Ugh…