[Lloyd wouldn't ever abuse that trust, and his hand is as gentle as a caress as he takes hold of her foot and guides the glass slipper onto it. He can't help but hold his breath, heart beating rapidly, when it slides on without resistance. It... it fits?!
His eyes widen and his head snaps up. No, he has to wait for her to confirm. He can't tell with just his eyes. It might only look like it fits. Swallowing hard, he meets her eyes.]
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His eyes widen and his head snaps up. No, he has to wait for her to confirm. He can't tell with just his eyes. It might only look like it fits. Swallowing hard, he meets her eyes.]
How... how does it feel?