The masqurade begins

I have spent many days at Aelar's side, and we would spend our days walking and talking about whatever came to mind, it didn't matter if it was political, or completely ridiculous, we would always talk for hours and every night when it got dark we would hold hands and I would lead him back to the castle. However recently we've been holding hands a lot more frequently and I hardly noticed until he pointed it out when we went to buy ourselves some snacks and as he went to point at what he wanted he realized that his hand was in mine. "Oh! Sorry, Shane." "it's fine Aelar, no need to worry." I worried only slightly because we've been walking for hours and not once did I notice his hand was in mine.