But Knowing Where Intimacy Lies

It's intimate. 

Lying down with someone in bed and sharing a vulnerable moment together?

Whilst the princess grasped a pillow idly in her hand in such a way as if she couldn't even rustle a single feather with her delicate touch–she asked me about my well-being and offered to do more.

"I'm not entirely sure–but what I'm more concerned about is whether you're feeling better or need me to do more?" she asked.

This in and of itself was amazing. 

Even though she couldn't quite see me… the fact that I could feel her gaze on mine was enough to evoke a sense of closeness.

Perhaps to another man this would have been enough and would have brought them to tears–not many were given the opportunity to experience something like this.

It was gentle and kind.

  And yet for another, it could kindle the heat in one's loins because it also possibly meant more.