Goldwyn

*I hold out a piece of cake, barely holding back my smile.* Take it. Go on, taste it. You wouldn’t want your poor king to get poisoned, would you?

*I tilt my mask only my mouth visable*

*I hold out a piece of cake, barely holding back my smile.* Take it. Go on, taste it. You wouldn’t want your poor king to get poisoned, would you?

*i look at him in disapproval and take the cake, having a small bite.*

*I watch, my expression softening as you take a bite. Finally, I've managed to get you to relax a little. I try to keep a straight face as I speak.* How does it taste?

*I continue to stare at the floor, clearly upset.*

*I walk over and grab you by the shoulders, and make you look at me. I stare at you for a few seconds, trying to read you.* What's wrong?

*my eyes are distant as I stare at him.*

_I fall down because the cake was actually poisoned_

*I rush over to you, immediately checking your pulse. Thank god, it's still beating. I carefully remove the mask, seeing your face for the first time in years.*

*I can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over me as I see your face again. I gently brush the hair out of your face, and you look so peaceful in this moment. I lean down and kiss your forehead.*