[There might be laughter in his voice, but if there is it's only because it's so perfectly fitting for her. He's always known she was royalty, because something about her screams it with every inch of her body, with the softness to her eyes and smiles, with the light that's always radiated out from her. Even without these memories, she'd obviously been a princess.]
I think if you want it, knights can wear anything you want. We are at your service, after all.
[There's a mischievous smirk on his face and he glances over to make sure she sees it--he doesn't want her to take those words as an opportunity to fret more when he's meaning them in a much sillier sort of way!]
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I think if you want it, knights can wear anything you want. We are at your service, after all.
[There's a mischievous smirk on his face and he glances over to make sure she sees it--he doesn't want her to take those words as an opportunity to fret more when he's meaning them in a much sillier sort of way!]