[His eyes close with the pinches, still grinning through it. Though his grin fades to a soft smile, not interested in teasing Aether more about that. He can see the worry in his prince's face, and Childe knows that he's only scolding him because he's truly worried.]
Hey, don't worry. I won't get myself killed. If your father really took issue with me at the moment, he would have thrown me into the dungeons already. I know he suspects something, but I've always been very...transparent, you could say, about my feelings.
[It almost seems like the castle has always known, but short of any confirmation since Childe had never been able to be openly romantic with the prince before, no one could confirm if he truly looked at the prince that way or not.]
He probably thinks I'm trying to throw a wrench in this wedding, and that couldn't be farther from the truth. Everything will go smoothly, I promise.
[A small kiss is planted to the forehead of the prince, soft, loving and reassuring. His plans usually work out, don't they? Even if they don't always go as planned.]
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Hey, don't worry. I won't get myself killed. If your father really took issue with me at the moment, he would have thrown me into the dungeons already. I know he suspects something, but I've always been very...transparent, you could say, about my feelings.
[It almost seems like the castle has always known, but short of any confirmation since Childe had never been able to be openly romantic with the prince before, no one could confirm if he truly looked at the prince that way or not.]
He probably thinks I'm trying to throw a wrench in this wedding, and that couldn't be farther from the truth. Everything will go smoothly, I promise.
[A small kiss is planted to the forehead of the prince, soft, loving and reassuring. His plans usually work out, don't they? Even if they don't always go as planned.]