For the briefest of moments the composure, to which Relena always held onto so carefully, slipped from her face, revealing true surprise. The young queen took a deep breath, trying to regain her serenity before speaking. “Well…”, she mumbled, her gaze lowering for a moment “… then I believe this courtship can be considered successful…”
He was expecting her to lose it, to say something along the lines of how she couldn’t believe him. But no. Instead she mumbled and kept her compose only letting bits and pieces of her full emotion through, which, Visery’s hadn’t noticed. He himself was too shocked and stunned by his own confession.
“Yes- was all he managed to get out, like he was out of breath now and he leaned his back against the stone wall. Relieved he had spoken aloud how he felt for her. He glanced up at the ceiling before looking back at her and then at his feet. “-It can.”