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- 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴(𝘀) : ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ; ᴛʜᴏ ᴏꜰᴄ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʟɪʟ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴏᴏᴄ ʜᴇʀᴇ- :")

- 𝗮/𝗻 : ᴏᴋᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇɴᴛ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜰɪᴄ ɪ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇ-- ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴏ ʏᴇᴘ ɪᴛ'ꜱ qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇꜱꜱʏ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ,, ヾ(・|

- 𝗮/𝗻 : ᴏᴋᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇɴᴛ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜰɪᴄ ɪ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇ-- ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴏ ʏᴇᴘ ɪᴛ'ꜱ qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴍᴇꜱꜱʏ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛꜱ,, ヾ(・|

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It was night time in the current present time, and most of the other dragoons are already resting up in their respective camps from the events of the day; even more so from their daily training duties.

That is at least, for most of them, except for you, Dion and Terence being fully awake still despite the quite late hours of midnight.

So you were like, chilling on one of the chairs nearby inside of the spacious camp area that only you three have shared. Dion was reading some sort of an old book that he owned for some time now, and Terence was working away on something at the moment. Neither of you seemed to be paying much attention to one another, and simply just basking in the peacefulness of the present moment.

Though, the silence is broken when you decide to speak up, stretching your body a bit as you stand. "I think I'm going to the lake for a while. It's getting a little hot in here."

Your statement made Terence stop instantly at what he's doing, shooting you a sidelong glance, while Dion just continues at what he's reading for a bit more.

"You shouldn't go alone." The crown prince finally gave his answer at last, closing the book. His voice seemed lower than usual.

"And why is that? I can defend myself well, there shouldn't be a problem." Dion just sent you a flat look.

"If it was with anyone else, I might be inclined to agree, but you have an unfortunate tendency to let your.. 'natural charms' allow anyone within a twelve foot radius to take advantage of you."

You were absolutely perplexed by his remarks and the level of specificity that he had clarified as you stared at him for a few solid minutes.

Terence has his face covered with his hands right at this moment, trying to keep himself from breaking into fits of laughter even further. Your current expression doesn't help either.

"What does that supposed to mean.."

"Dare I say that you're a natural-born flirt." Dion says calmly, raising a brow at you. "Look, I suppose it's your natural style, if you get what I mean. Even when you're not trying, for Greagor's sake."

Did he drank any wine earlier or-- your brain can't even function properly at this point, and you're still unsure if it's because of the lack of sleep you're getting or something else.

It took you some time, before widening your eyes slightly as realization dawned upon you.

"Oh-- OHH I GET IT NOW!" You snapped your fingers with some attitude, placing one of your hands on your hip after.

"You're just jealous." His eyebrows twitch at your comment.

"First off, yes, but it's more out of a sense of duty to protect from whatever might happen." The blonde-haired male sighs, rubbing his temple with his hand. "And second, I'm your prince-- your superior, and it's my duty. You're not allowed to give me that attitude."

You once more gave Dion a bewildered look, which led Terence to finally burst into laughter at the banter he had been witnessing. He was obviously enjoying it and would have eaten some popcorn if he could.

"Oh, shut it. You're not the only prince that I've known." You retorted back, crossing your arms with a huff. "The last time I checked, I'm allowed to do whatever I wanted."

"Oh, is that so?" Dion has his eyes on you with a knowing look, tilting his head a little. Perhaps, he was actually enjoying this.

"Then prove it. Come here."

"No." You shook your head stubbornly, sparing a quick glance at Terence, who was clearly still entertained by the whole situation unfolding in front of him. "Hey, a little backup here, Terry?"

Dion immediately spoke before Terence could give his answer, "No backup allowed." He then puts his hands on the table nearby him, sighing slightly; earning an eye-roll from you.

"Oh, for Greagor's sake-- I just wanted to go to the lake!"

But just then, a sudden thought passes by your mind, causing a smug grin to form upon your features.

"Terence will accompany me then if you won't!"

At this point, Dion doesn't even feel upset as he slowly shifts his gaze to you-- rather finding the whole argument amusing as well as pointless.

Perhaps, he was trying to mess with you after all.

Moments like this-- no matter how insignificant they may seem; it made him appreciate his life even more. Especially when seeing Terence and you being with him almost as often as needed.

"I suppose he's rather busy right now."

"But I'm having some spare time, my prince." Terence added to Dion's words and sent you a rather cheeky smile; to which you responded with one of your own.

"HAHA SEE?! HE IS WITH ME!" You exclaimed as if to prove your point at the crown prince, to which he clearly raises his hands in surrender.

But then a light chuckle escaped from his lips. Perhaps, his duties can get a little easier with you two around and to support him in any way you can.

Right? Nothing could possibly go wrong with you two, standing by his side.

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