Wayward (Prince Arthur x Oc)

Epilogue

The door to the old hut slammed open dramatically from Arthur's equally dramatic kick, a wide and proud grin on his face as he strode over the doorstep, Edda watching him with amusement from his arms, that held her like a bride.

"Whoa there big guy," she snickered at him as he graciously put her down to the floor again, "I think you almost kicked it off it's hinges." She flicked a glance to the front door, which now bore a mark from Arthur's boot. It was a new door, freshly put in that morning, to replace the old one that had been there during the showing a few days ago. The mark from Arthur's boot contrasted starkly with the freshly varnished wood, which was something Edda found herself approving of.

"Nah, don't worry M'lady," Arthur grinned down at her, putting his hand on the edge of the door holding it half open, "Unlike that old crappy thing from before, this door seems to be pretty sturdy." He patted the side of the door for emphasis. "A wast improvement if you ask me," he continued, moving the door around as he looked it over, "A working lock, no more scratch marks-" he stopped as he too noticed the boot mark, "Oh, uh, I'll clean that off."

"Don't worry about it Arty," Edda leaned against his shoulder and put a hand on his cheek to turn his face to her. "Once it dries it will be barely noticeable anyway, and, you know, I think a few blemishes gives it a sort of, charm." She gave his cheek a light pat, "Though don't let that give you the idea that you should always kick the door open when you enter it." She said with a snort, poking his nose as he made a face that said it was exactly what he'd been thinking about.

"Duly noted." He said with a sheepish expression. She could feel his hand cautiously placing itself on her hip, and when she made no movement to rid herself off it pressed down against her more confidently. "Still, it's a much better door from before. Don't seem like it'll break if you tug at it too much, and overall," he dropped the arm from the door, lifting her hand, which had fallen to his chest, meaningfully up to his face, a gesture they both had gotten used to and understood, "much more worthy of my lady love." He pressed a tender and revering kiss to her knuckles.

"You big cheeseball." she snorted softly, her hand tingling with the warmth and sweetness of his lips. His face seemed to draw into a boyish smile at her comment, and he opened his mouth to say something back, only for Edda to stop him by putting the index finger of her free hand to his lips, knowing very well where this was going. "And yes, my big cheeseball, I haven't forgotten." She moved her hand from his mouth and slipped it around his waist, letting it rest on his back.

"Yeah?" Arthur said unperturbed, his hand giving her side a little squeeze, leaning his head towards hers as he lowered their intertwined hands, "Can your big cheeseball ask for a kiss from his fair maiden in that case?"

"He can." Edda leaned up to him and let their lips met. It was a short simple kiss, though that wasn't because she, or he from the look on his face when they drew apart, didn't want it to last longer. It just was that they had other things to do, things that due to the speed at which the sun traveled the sky, took president over long lasting smooches.

She threw a short glance at the sun in the sky, and stole one more peak at Arthur's lips before drawing back from him.

"Well," she said, kicking the door so it once more stood wide open, leaving a boot mark of her own on it in the process, "I think it's probably best to get this moving in thing started while we still have sunlight."

"Ah! Right!" Arthur took a step back from her himself, letting go of her hand and hip. "Wait here M'lady, I'll get all the things inside." And then he sprinted out to the pile of boxes and furniture before she was able to tell him not too. She was starting to wonder if he was doing that intentionally. Snickering softly she shook her head and moved to open the shutters on the windows, she could go join him after she'd gotten more light into the place.