A Dance Of Blades and Hearts

fathers journal

"way to leave a bro hanging your highness " song comments sword on my neck.

"common song, you knew that wasn't my scene " I do a spin and our swords clash again, I push him away only for him to lunch back at me and smirk.

"looked alot like your scene to me, during the waltz of fire " he says and I groan eyes growing wide before expertly dodging an attack to my head by falling backwards and proppeling myself back up.

"you saw that? "

" I was literally by your side, but I guess I wasnt the one you had eyes for " he jokes eyes bright before kicking at my chest, forcing me backwards.

"knock it off song " I deflect rolling my eyes, trying not to get caught up in memories from the festival,

before song ends up taking my head off.

"never, your highness "he shoots back before I knock him backwards, glint still very present in his eyes

"my sole purpose of life is to tease you"

he says giving a mock bow.

"nothing happened " I counter and he rolls his eyes at me,

our moves now more on the defensive, swords furiously clashing

"you mean all that eye gazing was nothing?"

" what makes you so sure we were" my voice sounds awkward even to my own ears

"orlan, I was right beside you" he deadpans

"so were a dozen other people " I say quickly.

A slow smile spreads across his face

"yet you only had eyes for her " he answers slyly.

"it was disgusting but strangely endearing to witness " he adds before I roll my sword pushing him back and he yields, sword hanging by his back

"I don't think I've ever seen you so whipped, infact I don't think I've ever seen you whipped at all " he continues and I groan

" songggg " I say petulantly for lack of a better thing to say and he grins

"you're not even denying it " he smirks and I fold my arms, meeting his eyes and shrug.

His eyes widen in realization before he drops his sword

"oh thank God, I thought you'd be dense to your own feelings forever "

he says and my eyes go wide.

"you knew? " how did my best friend know and I didn't?? The hell?

He rolls his eyes at me " anyone with eyes who as ever been around you two would know " he answers and I groan.

He walks up to me and pats my shoulder.

"you gonna tell her lany? " he asks and I frown,

"I found out she doesn't hate me yesterday " I say in a small voice and songs eyes soften

"but she does hate the war, and the throne " he furrows a brow

"and I have a major part in both of those things " I continue

"I'm going to wait till the plan is complete, till she sees me for me, minus all the extra baggage "I finish and songs eyes look stuck between being proud and being soft.

His hands suddenly squeeze both of my cheeks.

"my little brother, you've grown up so well " he coos and I roll my eyes and shrug him off me, he grins at me