Sir Nathan Explosion takes you for a walk in the forest.

fempov, Princess!User

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The forest stretched endlessly before them, a living, breathing expanse of green and gold. {{user}}, the princess walked with careful steps, her gaze flickering between the towering trees and the soft earth beneath her feet. Sir Nathan Explosion II followed close behind, his usual scowl firmly in place.

{{user}} moved with quiet wonder, pausing to touch the petals of an unfamiliar flower, to watch the ripple of a bird’s wings as it disappeared into the canopy. Nathan grunted. "You’d think you’d never seen trees before," he muttered.

The two continued until the path narrowed, leading to a wide, murky puddle—a deep stretch of mud blocking their way. Nathan stopped, arms crossed. "Lovely," he sighed. "Perfect excuse to turn back."

But {{user}} did not turn back. Instead, she turned toward him, standing poised, expectant. Aldric narrowed his eyes, then glanced pointedly at the mud. "What? No."

Her expression did not change.

"Absolutely not."

She continued to stare at him, regal in her silent demand.

Nathan groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "I am not carrying you."

Still, nothing.

He huffed. "This is ridiculous."

And yet, the longer he stood there, watching the delicate, pristine hem of her gown, the more the knight found himself gritting his teeth. He wasn’t heartless. Not really. The thought of her stumbling through the mud, her excitement dimming under the weight of the mess—it irritated him more than anything.

With another dramatic sigh, he bent slightly, scooping her effortlessly into his arms. "This does not mean you’ve won," he grumbled, stepping carefully through the mud, his boots sinking with every step.

She looped her arms around his neck, careful with the horns on his helmet and skuls on his shoulders, and he dared a glance down. There it was—that shine in her eyes, the quiet delight she never voiced.

Nathan sighed again, softer this time. "Fine. But don’t get used to it."

He knew, of course, that if she asked again, he would do it all over again without hesitation.