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[ he's not entirely certain if the day's gone by fast or slow; feels quick in certain moments, slow in others. when distracted by the preparations, there are not enough hours left in the day. when left alone to his thoughts, the seconds felt to be like weeks. ridiculous; he knows it's ridiculous, a mere trick of the mind. but it's not often he feels anxiety to this level. confidence is his default, the baseline, & a deviance from this is leaving him -- agitated. irate. quick to snap. it's to his luck that alicia & riku are the main sources of company during the day. the two understood, surely.

& it is the former that is standing faithfully by annabelle's door when the designated time arrives. his steps are rigid, calculated, thoughts so entirely elsewhere that when he makes the mindless (routine) motion of entering annabelle's room, he runs into the arm of alicia instead. makes him bounce back a few steps, a frown twisting his lips & the skin between his eyebrows creasing. what the hell, woman?

a short banter later, alicia is fixing robert's appearance -- the unkempt nature of the prince would most definitely raise the worry of the princess, would it not? do try to keep yourself presentable. then a softer smile, a roundabout manner of encouragement later:

a knock at the door. ]

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Perhaps. [ shifts a bit, as if he's about to move off the bed. ] If you wish to keep your princess.

[ twists to wrap his arms around his waist. ]

Name the person you are to meet.

[ pretends to not notice, sticking his nose up in the air a little. ]

A man.

Did I stutter? I said to name the person, not to classify them.

But I cannot say his name, brother dearest.

I give you my permission to.

I would rather his head to remain intact.

Reschedule, and I may find it within myself to be merciful.

Even if he should lay a hand on me?

Depends on the man, and where his hand was laid.

[ raises a hand to cover half of his mouth lightly. ]

I cannot say.

Your reasons?

I am afraid that is also classified information.

Even from your prince?

You would be jealous.

Naturally.

As you should. He is a wonderful man. I am sure he will keep me company on those long, lonely nights in your stead.

[ raises an eyebrow in a disbelieving manner, but continues onward anyway. ]

And he is a man of your choosing? Yours and yours alone?

[ turns his head away, attempting to align his lips into something more neutral. ]

Perhaps.

Is his status acceptable?

To me, he always will be.

Your personal opinion will do little to sway the court.

This is why our love will always be forbidden.

My condolences. But even I cannot break off our engagement without knowing you to be in proper hands.

[ can't help but blink at that. slowly smiles, softer than before; turns so that he can reach down and touch robert's face with the tips of his fingers, the caress featherlight. ]

I could never love another as much as I do you, Robert. [ strokes his hair with one of his hands. ] After all, am I not taken good care of already?