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Regina kissed the top of his head as he rested on her shoulder. “Just bring a sword,” she softly chuckled, lifting his head up so she could press her forehead against his.
Twining their fingers together; Philip closed his eyes, remaining calm as always, he allowed her rest her forehead against his. “Will do… But I much rather stay here with you…”
“Then, stay here with me,” she whispered, his breath taking hers away as she leaned in for a kiss.

“So you’re not mad anymore? At least… Not with me?” The Prince hummed, pressing his lips softly against hers.
“Then, stay here with me,” she whispered, his breath taking hers away as she leaned in for a kiss.