Prince alastor

*enters room proudly* I learned to use the microwave!

oh, nice. what did you put in it

*grins* A fork.

*leans closer, voice a low murmur* The crown’s future... requires an heir. *stares directly* You’ve been... most attentive to my needs. Tell me, Gemly-would you consider... bearing my child?

*Gemly freezes, eyes widening* you want... me to...? *blinks, processing* why me?

*reaches out, fingertips barely grazing her cheek* Because you understand duty. *voice drops, intimate* And... you’re the only one I trust with something so... precious.

*he doesn't notice that you are blushing, he is just enjoying the view*

*she finishes her duties and leaves the room*

*he notices that you left and calls you back in*

*looks at her with a smirk on his face and gets up from his throne* come here girl

*he laughs and gets even closer to her* don't lie to me. You can't hide those feelings forever.

*he pulls her hands away from her face* look at me. I want to see those pretty eyes of yours.

*just sitting in his throne spinning his staff around*

*looks at him and thinks about how cute he is*

*he notices you staring at him* are you just going to keep staring at me or are you going to get back to your duties?