Lucia pulled herself up in a hurry. She could feel the heat rising to her face.
"How are feeling, your Majesty?", She turned her face away from Keitel.
Keitel brought a hand to his face. Why did it feel awkward? They were both knights, both men. So why was Luca blushing like one of the sisters? Why was his own chest beating so hard?
Keitel still felt disorientated. There was one thing he knew for sure. And that was Luca had saved his life.
"Luca", he said regaining his composure, "you saved my life".
"I just did my duty", Lucia responded. She chastised herself. Despite her new young body, she was not a young woman. She was a knight who had gone through wars. Why was she acting like a silly schoolgirl? She adjusted her posture and met the Prince's eyes firmly.
"Duty?", Keitel replied. His voice seemed to trail off into his own thoughts. Yes, that was all it was. Duty and mutual respect. Somehow, he felt disappointed. Another silence settled between them.
