Under The Weather (Olberic x Primrose)

Warmth

Primrose slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was an orange light. Yet, the last thing she remembered was a towering wall of white swallowing her whole. And cold. A deep, deep cold. But now, she felt oddly warm. As her vision began to clear she realized the 'light' was none other than the dancing flames of a nearby campfire. Her body was sore and she could barely move at will, but beneath all of that was a peculiar feeling of a gentle warmth. She blinked a few times and finally was able to see a clearer picture of what looked like the innermost part of a cave. As she attempted to hoist herself up, she realized she was caught in something.

"You're awake."

As Primrose looked up, she peered into a pair of worried onyx eyes, only inches away from her own. The sudden closure sent a viable shockwave through her system, enough to realize not only was she awake, but she was also currently in Olberic's arms. She had so many questions, but firstly...

"W-Why are you so close?"

Olberic cleared his throat, masking his embarrassment, and immediately let her go. Primrose regretted her words the moment his warm touch was replaced by the chilly cave air. He took off the tunic that had been serving as a blanket for both of them and placed it around her shoulders instead, backing away slowly to another nearby spot by the fire.

"There was an avalanche. It swallowed all of us whole. When I came to, I saw you lying in the snow barely breathing. I feared the worst if I didn't take immediate action, so I came upon this cave and tried to the best of my abilities to warm you. It's quite difficult without proper clothing or medicinal supplies, therefore I had to resort to..."

Primrose raised an eyebrow upon seeing the gallant knight's furrowed brow and flustered expression. He cleared his throat again.

"You had to resort too...?" She cooed, already knowing his answer.

"B-body heat."

Primrose chuckled as Olberic looked as if he had just admitted one of the most embarrassing things of his life. She was good at reading men and the Unbending Blade of Hornburg was no exception but by far the most entertaining one to tease. Ever since they agreed to travel together, she would often smile flirtatiously or wink when his eyes would meet hers, only to elicit a grumble and a "vexing woman" remark.

But it was all in good fun and they both knew it. She held such a luxurious attitude with him only because she knew he was good and gallant and ultimately, a true gentlemanly knight. He had helped her win back her freedom from her former 'Master' and was part of the reason she even made it out of that godforsaken desert town. He was a friend if she truly ever had one and she trusted him; albeit more than she trusted any of their other traveling companions; but it wouldn't stop the teasing. It was too much fun.

"Oh my! So you cuddled me in your arms all this time? Who knew the Unbending Blade was so...forward." She purred.

"I did not cuddle you! I saved your life! There was no other way! Had I not, you would be nothing but a picturesque icicle by now."

Primrose giggled at his defiant tone. He turned his head away from her; the light from the fire, however, did not aid him in hiding his bright red ears. She wondered just how far she could push his buttons.

"I'm not saying I disliked it, it's just a shame I was asleep. Pray tell, would you like to me to cuddle you this time, Sir Berg?"

Olberic stood up, letting out an exasperated huff and began grabbing more twigs and branches from a nearby pile. He kneeled in front of the good sized fire and began tossing them in.