Inside a Castle Hallway → Discreteley Meeting in the Garden

Let's see... what's a romantic thing? I try to think back to the sort of things women would mention as 'romantic,' at least in the stereotypical stories. For a Princess or noble woman in general, it'd be something like... meeting in a nice, beautiful location like a garden, without anyone knowing, so they could really get frisky with their partner without anyone interrupting, but also where someone could theoretically stumble upon them at any time.

Something about risk of exposure verse reality of interruption to make the whole thing nice and steamy to get them all hot and bothered? I don't really get it, but I'm not a woman, so let's run with this and replace 'Inside a Castle Hallway' with 'Discretely Meeting in the Garden.'

Given Arma is, in fact, a woman: I'm sure she'll be able to fill in the blanks herself.

Arma's raised knee slides toward the ground as the corridor vanishes in a blinding wave of light as we go from 'inside' to 'outside on a sunny day' in less than a heartbeat. Thankfully, this resolves quickly.

It's, um... a nice garden I guess? Lots of neatly trimmed trees, several bushes covered with pink roses, and we're kneeling on a smoothly paved path with grass peeking out through the tiles at suspiciously regular intervals.

As for Arma...

Arma's armor (heh) has shifted from steel with gold trim to almost entirely gold with some kind of stiff white cloth over it. Beneath this, she wears a long blue-sleeves shirt or something. Her skirt's turned blue, and the armored legs are now merely wearing stockings except for the boots. Oh, and she's gained a cape. Her hair's no longer braided in twin tails but instead bound together in a crown, and her tiara - on that note - is now just as gold as her armor. As are her eyes.

Despite my expectations and assumptions, she seems content to just be kneeling there, looking my way and resting one hand on her thigh. Hm...

(viewer's gentle and sexually-permissive paramour, princess-knight, pink hair, braided hair, kind expression, tilted head, one hand forward, kneeling forward on one knee, golden paladin armor, modest skirt, tiara, discretely meeting in the garden)

[[AN: A reminder that the reality James hails from was already quite nonstandard and warped thanks to his classmate's choices with his own variant of the Prompt. At least, his school and by proxy most of the adult women he knows.

James' horny expectations aside, Arma herself is probably thinking of things in a far more traditionally romantic light at the moment... Although, maybe it's because I just re-watched Re:Zero recently, but the hand on the thigh seems to suggest to me she might be offering a lap pillow or something.]]