[Honey]

Silently he wished he’d grabbed a shawl for himself or for the prince to have grabbed his coat before they’d gone to the gardens. The moon brought the chill of the night along with its beauty. Everything was drenched in the light of the silver orb that took its place in the sky; Every leaf and petal glittering as though the moon itself had graced each piece itself. The seriousness of the situation began to leave him and a smile even managed to grace his features before he felt himself pulled forward and laid back against a soft bed of flowers as lips found his neck again