Practice makes Perfect (( Tag: Phillip ))

Jasmine looks at him before shaking her head and looking away. She couldn't tell him. Her problems were puny and useless. Nothing more to talk about. She looks back at him then at the apples in his arm. Jasmine quickly taps his arm, making one of the apples fly off. She catches it on her arm and shrugs it to her other hand.
"Apples? My favorite, you shouldn't have." Jasmines says with a smile before ducking away from him to Samson.

Philip watched Jasmine as she looked away from him, eying her questioningly. Could she be upset the same reason he was? Because they would never get to see each other again? For a moment, his face was serious and quizzical, but when she bumped an apple out of his hand, he couldn't help but let out a small amused laugh. "I thought we could use something to eat," he explained, walking after her. He leaned against a tree near where Samson was grazing and crossed his arms, still watching Jasmine. He took a bite from his apple and slowly chewed it while he tried to figure out how to solve this problem.

"Hmmm..." She hums before placing the apple into her mouth. Jasmine gathers her loose hair, brushes it out, and puts it into a high ponytail, just above her crown. She bites into the apple and looks back at Phil. She smiles at him, an inner giggle coming out. She swallows and nods her head in a direction. "Come on, pretty boy."

Philip returns Jasmine's smile with a soft smile of his own, then laughed lightly when she called him over. "Okay, okay. I'm coming," he said, still laughing a little. He took another bite of his apple, then gave the rest to Samson who wolfed it down. "So, do you want to drive?" he offered with a playful smile, coming up to stand next to Samson and pet him on the neck.

"I would love to!" Jasmine says, hopping onto Samson. "I would like to prewarn you know. I'm not the safest driver in the land." She smirks playfully.

Philip's smile grew as he observed Jasmine's excitement, and once she got on Samson, he threw himself on behind her. "Well then I better hold on tight," he whispered in her ear, moving his hands to rest on her waist. "Ready?" He leaned in so that his lips were right next to her ear.

"Ready..." She whispers back, looking at Phil so their lips are almost touching. She turns her head back and starts Samson galloping through the woods. Jasmine knew many ways through the forest along the river but she decided to take the funnest route.

Philip's heart rate quickens when their lips almost touch, and a smirk spreads on his face when she turns away. He removes his hat and fastens it through his belt just as they are taking off. During the ride, Philip had a wide, exhilarated smile on his face and his hands rested on Jasmine's waist, feeling her soft skin beneath his fingers. On the outside, he was enjoying the ride, but on the inside, he was trying to figure out how he could keep from having to say goodbye to Jasmine.

Jasmine smiles, forgetting everything she was thinking off when she drove Samson around the forest. She giggles as she makes him jump and she ducks for branches.
"Woaaaahh!" She exclaims when they get to the gates. She stops Samson with gentle ease. She smiles widely at Samson, petting him on the neck. "You're such a good boy! Remind me to give you tons of apples later!" She giggles, looking back at Phillip with a huge smile on her face.

"Oh, he's gonna like you," Philip said to Jasmine when she turned to look at him, his crooked smile growing and evening out to match hers. He didn't want to let go of her, for her to get off Samson and leave. He was so scared that once she left, he would never see her again, but he forced himself to dismount Samson and help Jasmine down. "So," he started, trying to find away to keep her from leaving as long as possible. "Want to help me return this guy to the palace stables?" he asked hopeful, that hope clear in his eyes and smile.

"Of course." She smiles at his invitation. She didn't need to be back at the club right this second. Ms. Doll would yell at her no matter what time she came in, just as long as it was before the performance.

"Well then," Philip said, smiling softly, very pleased. "Right this way mi'lady." He took Jasmine's hand in his and started to lead her to a side entrance to the stables. As much as it didn't bother him that Jasmine was a commoner, the palace staff, and his parents, would not take lightly to her being in the palace, especially with the state of the kingdom and its people.

((Shall I start a topic at the stables?))