Disenchantment Sagas

The Secret of Immortality

"Well, this date of ours took a wild turn, didn't it?" said the pink-haired thief, walking with her lover, Tavish, down the cobblestone road. Tavish was walking Hilda back home after the dark legion attacked at the docks.

"I'm so sorry, Hilda," said Tavish, frowning slightly.

Hilda turned to the prince and smiled. "There's nothing to be sorry about. It was exciting! Although It sucks, I didn't get to join in the fighting. You could've let me get in at least one swing."

"I didn't want you to be in danger! Something could've happened to you!"

Hilda stops walking, turns her body entirely to Tavish, and crosses her arms. "What? You don't think I can handle myself?" She lifted a brow at her boyfriend.

"Oh, come on, that's not what I'm saying. I'm just being...you know...I'm watching out for you. That's what boyfriends do. Right?"

Hilda snorts. "Watching out for me? Even though I'm the one who was fighting your battles for you when we were kids?"

Tavish looked confused. "What do you mean you were fighting my fights for me? That's not true!"

"Remember getting chased by big boy Ollie?"

"You and I remember that whole situation differently,"

Hilda giggled. She grips the font color of Tavish's top and pulls Tavish closer to her. "Maybe, but who cares, really," The thief kissed Tavish on the lips. Tavish smiled, wrapped his arms around Hilda, and deepened the kiss, causing Hilda's back to press into the building.

"TAVISH! QUIT LOCKING LIPS ON MY BLOCK!" Bunty hollered from her window.

The two lovers quickly broke the kiss and looked up at Bunty. They blushed and waved at Bunty as they hurried off. Finally, Tavish had brought Hilda back to her home.

"Well, here we are. I had a great time, Tavish," said Hilda, beaming at her lover.

"I did, too. And, if you still want to, when I'm free again, we can have that picnic you told me about," said Tavish, rubbing Hilda's cheek.

  Her eyes gleamed as she stared into Tavish's crystal blue eyes. "I'd love that Tavish..." She sighed at the thought of them surrounded by nature and enjoying a nice meal. "How about sometime next weekend?" She playfully twirled the bangs of his snowy white hair between her fingers.

  Tavish grasped Hilda's hand softly as she played with his hair. His loving smile and expression would slowly fade when a thought came to him. Next week, he had to meet with his other 'Lover' Princess Annabel. He also hadn't come up with an idea to 'deal' with her. These thoughts had drowned when he thought about the Skyland princess.

Hilda noticed this mood change and placed her hand on his cheek. "What's wrong?" She whispered.

Tavish frowned at her lover. "Oh, I—It's just that I have some business I need to attend next weekend. And...I do have a bunch of work I have to do all next week, too."

"Oh, right. Your royal duties," Hilda looked away from Tavish. "Um, Tav, there's something I've been wanting to talk to you about—" But before she could even finish her sentence, Tavish cut in and asked,

"Hilda, why not move into the castle with me?" The prince placed his hands around Hilda's.

Hilda's eyes widened. "W-What?" She stammered, staring at her lover in bewilderment.

"It would be perfect! We can see each other all the time! And...well...I will be inheriting the throne one day, so it would make sense if—" But before Tavish could finish, Hilda cut him off and took a step back.