Xenia shook her head as she composed herself. Looking up, it was Darius who she had bumped against. Almost instantly, he possessively snaked his arms around her, the princess quick to look around as she tried her best to get away from his grip. "Let go of me. Others will see us."
Darius chuckled, letting her waist go only to hold her hand instead. He kept up with his affection, intertwining their fingers together as he faintly smiled at him.
"Would holding hands like this be better?" Darius teasingly asked. "Or would you prefer me to put my arm over your shoulders?"
"Tsk… You're becoming clingy, my King. This seems so unlike you," Xenia clicked her tongue, not bothering to pull her hand away from Darius since she didn't want to make a scene. They stayed like that for a while, awkwardly standing in the middle of the camp like two idiots caught out in the rain.
