Hilda does what she always does when she sees her crush

Hilda's face instantly goes red as the man of her dreams casually strides towards her.

Her heart pounds away in her chest as she starts sweating.

Oh gods! He's coming over! What do I say? What do I do?

The brave, bold warrior starts to hyperventilate as her tummy fills with butterflies. She's so worked up, she forgets there's a thief with a knife to her neck!

"Don't just stand there!" Hisses the thief. "Get rid of him!"

But Hilda is in the **** grip of her own anxiety and doesn't react. She just stands there like a fool.

"Who might you be? And what brings you out here?" The Baron cheerfully says as he continues to move closer.

Hilda's legs start to tremble as she stares at him utterly slack-jawed.

He... he's even dreamier up close!

The thief, fearing what could happen if she is spotted, let's go of Hilda and darts into the bushes.

"They say it can be awfully dangerous to travel these roads alone," the Baron says as he gets to within 10 feet of Hilda. "Although I've not seen anything." He chuckles.

Hilda just continues to leer at the hunk, too smitten by his dreamy good looks to do anything else.

"Hello?" The hunk asks as he gets within five feet of her.

Hilda blinks as the Baron looks at her. Her mouth feels unbearably dry, and her palms are the sweatiest they have ever felt.

"Um... are you alright?" Hunk asks as he gets closer still, the concern obvious in his voice.