Fics like and you kiss me like it’s all coming true

“Lance.” “I believe you mean ’Sir Lance,’” Lance serenely replies, not turning to acknowledge who just walked into his tent. His squire is still fastening his armor, after all; no point hindering her progress just for the charade of civility that neither one of them mean anyway. “And I believe you should be addressing me as ‘Your Highness,’” comes the retort, rather unexpectedly. Lance usually gets away with his little mockeries. Perhaps today isn’t the day to push things. Not that that will really stop Lance from trying. He turns his head just enough to spare a cool glance over his shoulder. “Courtesy begets courtesy.” Prince Keith’s jaw visibly twitches as he grinds his teeth. “Sir Lance.” --- The king arranges a tourney. The prize: the prince’s hand in marriage. Sir Lance has no intention of claiming the grand prize and enters solely to irritate Prince Keith. Things don’t quite go according to plan, though.

Fics like and you kiss me like it’s all coming true

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