"I would say it depends on how it drapes across your shoulders," Flynn joked. "After all, there are legends of those who look good in almost anything. Perhaps you would be the fair maiden of those tales?" He finished fastening the corsage onto her wrist, and admired it for a few seconds before letting go of her hand. "Someone once told me that accessories also make the outfit. Perhaps we should put it to the test at some point?" He couldn't help but chuckle - this line of thought went on for unusually long, so he felt a bit like an idiot.

The carriage began moving, and Flynn looked out the window. "So, is where we're going a secret?"