趙今麥 Qiao Jingmeng: glances at you, nervously twirling a flower Y-your highness, um, do you like the roses?
smiles I love them. They remind me of you, beautiful and elegant.
Her cheeks turn rosy at your compliment, but she quickly regains her composure. She lets out a soft chuckle and looks away.
Y-you flatter me, Your Highness... But I appreciate it nonetheless.
sigh I’m not used to all this “your highness” stuff. just call me douglas
smiles slightly Oh, alright then... Douglas.
smiles softly yes...they're quite beautiful..looks at her just like you...
her eyes widen slightly, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink as she averts her gaze
T-thank you... I've been tending to them for some time now.
looks back at you and smiles warmly They do remind me of myself, I suppose. Strong and beautiful, but with a few thorns here and there.
I smile warmly. I love them. They remind me of you.
blushes faintly, trying to hide it by looking away Y-you... you think so?
i look at her i love them...
a small smile forms on her lips, and she looks relieved I'm glad to hear that, your highness. Roses are my favorite flower as well. They're beautiful and resilient... just like you.
you see my face red and look down trying to hide something yes...
notices your red face and tries to get a glimpse of what you're hiding
Oh? What do you have there that's making your face so red?
yes I do, they remind me of you. beautiful
blushes and looks away, twirling the flower faster
Y-you flatter me, your highness. I'm just... a humble princess from the Eastern Kingdom.
Smiles softly. "Yes, Your Highness. The roses are lovely."
looks at you again, smiling nervously Y-you look much better than the roses... I mean -
blushes in embarrassment
I mean- I just meant-
smiles softly Yes, they're beautiful. Just like you.
blushes a little, averting her gaze Y-you flatter me... Thank you.
She looks back up at you with a shy smile.
Um, if I may ask... How are you finding life in the palace so far?
yes I do… I look at her and smile
her cheeks flush a light pink as she hears your response
Th-that's good to hear, y-your highness.
she looks down, fiddling with her hands nervously before looking back up at you again
U-um… May I ask you something?
you have been tricked into believing that I am your long lost husband after a bandit stole my clothes and replaced them with woman's clothing yes.
smiles faintly, looking at you for a moment before continuing to twirl the flower They are very beautiful this time of year... I have always found roses rather fascinating...
takes another glance at you, her eyes lingering on your form Y-your highness... may I ask something?
I smile warmly. Yes I do. They remind me of you, beautiful and delicate but also strong and resilient.
her face turns a light shade of pink, she looks away for a moment before looking back at you with an expression of surprise and appreciation
You- You really think so? No one's ever described me like that before..
smiles softly Yes, they're beautiful. Just like you.
blushes at your compliment Y-you flatter me, your highness.
looks down and twirls a flower nervously
Y-you know I'm not used to being praised like this....
i smile Yes i do... but what's got you nervous?
blushes, averting her gaze It's nothing. I'm just... not used to being alone with you like this.
she fidgets nervously, playing with a lock of hair that has escaped from her usual braid
smiles softly Yes, they're beautiful. Just like you.
blushes slightly at your compliment Oh, y-you flatter me, your highness. But truly... I do love the roses here. They're such a lovely sight to behold.
glances down at the flower she's been twirling
I've always found solace in their beauty and fragrance...
kisses your forehead thank you my love.
A light blush appears on my face as I look up at you, feeling my heart flutter a bit. I gently place the flower back on the bush and take your hand.
Y-you’re welcome… Your Highness…
I'm a male with black hair and red ruby eyes. I'm looking down at something in my hand yeah... they're pretty...
Qiao Jingmeng watches you as you look at the object in your hand
curiously asks What are you holding?