[ She lifts him, after they've made their great escape. As though he weighed nothing at all, she sweeps him clean off his feet, and he is startled (so much so that he swears, his heart skips a beat...!), delighted, and full of smiles as she whisks him away to a hilltop in the gardens, setting him down at the foot of a tree with sprawling roots and sunshine filtering through the reach of its branches. ]

Their looks of astonishment, I remember, as I do their happiness and awe, but you must forgive me, Lady Aisha... [ She is laughing, gleeful, and he is still very much afluster from being carried and cared for that a blush lights his cheeks, a golden glow suffusing through the skin. ] ...for it was you who I looked at most.

[ So it is only quite natural, isn't it, that he reach for her? After holding hands and knowing one another in embrace, it seems only a seamless progression of things when he loops his arms about her, gently guiding her to lay beside him on the grass (and use his lap as a pillow, if she so wishes!) so that they might bask together in this small bit of glory. ]

Thank you, for accompanying me today. [ His voice gentles and it quiets as he finds himself relaxing, his eyes vibrant with sentiment. ] In you, and in everyone, I glimpsed something which I thought was unattainable.

A summer's day, where everyone can laugh foolishly without worry or care... Someday, I hope to grant my people the very same.