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10.) A kiss along the jawline

Enbarr is as busy as it is silent.

She leads Dorothea to the palace's gardens, off to a quiet corner adorned in the reds and yellows of blossoming flowers. It's easy to lose track of time when she is there; when her song melts away the emperor's thoughts and reminds her that she is simply a person. "Thank you for coming with me. I used to spend many hours here as a child," she begins. "I visited here when I was older, too. But.. It was quieter at the time. I couldn't tell you why." As cold breath leaves her lips and winds push aside white locks, she looks rightwards at the other girl.

Their hands fall into unintentional touch. Edelgard finds her fingers swaying to her side in hesitancy. After further steps into the scenic view ensue, she declaratively takes hold of the songstress's own and meets her sight true as they move to sit on a wooden bench: "Now, that feeling is gone. I wonder if you have something to do with it..?" The questioning of her words needs no answer. Her cheeks sparkle iridescent pink; her eyes tinted with hidden ponderance.

"You've grown to know me well. Despite that, never once have you left my side. My gratitude is yours." There is no greater gift to an untouchable emperor than one who yet calls her friend; who fights by her side and treats her as much a normal face as any other. Using her free fingers, she scoots forward atop the bench to plant her feet on the ground. Resting her other hand on Dorothea's opposing arm, Edelgard leans forward and weaves two kisses atop the other girl's jawline.

She can't see her face from where she is positioned, but she does know her own is growing flustered. After a few seconds, she withdraws and stares into the petals of a small flower. "Without you woven into my story, I may have been lost long ago."