"Your wish is, as ever, my command, your highness."

Heee.

Hm, their forlorn lovers will probably be the sorts to kiss even in public... (Not that that seems as scandalous here as back home.)

"Have you ever kissed anyone before?"

"...Not really."

"Do you want to try?"

She does actually think about it, before - "Yes. I do."

"Okay."

She leans in, gently.

- Kiss?

Kiss. She'll start slow, and go according to Nyarie's reactions.

It's weird at first, honestly. Awkward.

But she likes it, she decides pretty quickly - though she isn't pushing for more.

That's all right, then.

"...And there is probably where a reasonable couple would stop, in public," she says, pulling back.

"Very scandalous of people here to go even this far," she teases.

"Shocking, truly," she agrees.

"It'll take some adjusting."

"I think you could get used to it."

"Oh, I already am. There's a pretty big enticement."

Giggle! "Careful about saying that sort of thing to a man."

"Good thing I'm eloping with a woman then, isn't it?"

"Just something you might need to keep in mind for the future."

"I'll avoid kissing and telling for now at least."

"Sounds good to me."

Another kiss? For practice reasons, really.

If Nyarie wants!

She does!

And princesses always get what they want. Part of Sulumithil's job, that.