Her shoulders stiffened. Her hands, still resting on Kaiden’s shoulders, trembled just the tiniest bit.
"... Okaaay," she said carefully, sweating like a pink-haired fox caught in a bear trap. "Didn’t mean to provoke the royal wrath... holy hell..."
She tried to retreat, but then she realized that the best defense was a good offense, so she stepped forward instead of backward. Her hands slid off Kaiden’s shoulders and down to Aria’s, giving them a slow, careful squeeze.
"Just... calming down the volcano..." she muttered nervously.
Aria didn’t blink.
Her gaze was still ice and daggers.
Nyx gulped, glancing sideways at Kaiden in silent ’help me!’ panic.
Kaiden responded with a quiet, low chuckle. Then, without wasting another word, he shifted in his seat slightly and leaned in toward Aria, brushing aside a silvery strand of her gorgeous hair. It was time he helped his Space Valkyrie out, so...
A loving kiss landed on the Moon Valkyrie’s cheek, soft and deliberate.
Then another. Lower. Warm lips pressed into the sensitive curve of her neck, plush and lingering.
Aria visibly tensed... then shivered.
Her glare, sharp enough to pierce steel moments before, began to flicker. That frigid, territorial glint in her eyes dulled ever so slightly.
Kaiden leaned in again, this time nuzzling beneath her ear before pressing a third kiss there, as slow and intimate as he could muster. He knew perfectly well how much Aria loved these tender gestures of his.
And just as he expected, his actions quickly brought results when her fingers clenched around his sleeve.
A tiny, almost imperceptible twitch curved at the corner of her lips. Not quite a smile. But it was no longer the earlier scowl either.
Then came the huff. Low. Frustrated. And grudgingly charmed.
She finally, finally looked away from Nyx.
"...You’re lucky Kai’s here, Pink Bimbo..." she muttered under her breath, voice honeyed with menace. Her tone dripped with all the murderous restraint of a queen holding back divine judgment... for now.
Nyx didn’t miss a beat. "Duly noted..." she squeaked, massaging faster and more delicately, her hands moving with the terrified precision of a mouse tiptoeing through a lion’s den. "You’re a vision. A gift. My radiant favorite bestie. Please don’t vaporize me with an ’accidentally’ misfired [Lunar Overload] during our next dungeon undertaking, alright...?"
From the couch, Luna gave an amused sigh and propped her elbow on the armrest, resting her chin in her palm. "The Princess is getting more possessive by the day, isn’t she...?"
"... Yep," Nyx nodded along firmly, not daring to lift her head. "Did you see the way her eyes flicked red? That was a death glare critical mass. I almost let out a little pee..."
Luna couldn’t help but stare dryly at the all too honest girl for a few seconds before she elected to ignore Nyx and began humming under her breath, thoughtful now. "Not surprising though... Honestly, it makes perfect sense if you think about it. Back when we first met her, Aria was the typical cliche sweet young girl... With her own little quirks here and there, but that didn’t change the fact that she was a naïve young woman who got totally smitten with the idea of Kaiden. She had that whole proper, fairytale princess aura going on."


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