"Coriiiiin~ guess whoooo~?" Camilla spoke almost seductively, as her body slowly, and gracefully, entered the room.
This was bad, this was really, really bad!
"H-hey, Camilla" He stuttered. Corrin took a glance down at her feet. A different set of boots, it appeared. Camilla set herself down by the flustered Corrin, putting her arms over his shoulder.
"Are you alright?" She asked caringly, looking into his worried eyes. "Did you have a nightmare? do you need to cuddle with me?" She asked, bringing herself closer.
"I'm fine!" He said in a raised voice, taking Camilla aback.
"Calm down, sweetie, it's only me" She smiled warmly.
Corrin moved a little away from Camilla, trying to move the boot with him.
"Have I made you angry, darling? I'm so sorry for whatever I did, you know?"
Corrin began to feel bad, but he just couldn't let her find out. Camilla's eyes seemed to change.
"Unless... you're perhaps hiding something from me?" She raised an eyebrow.
'She's onto me...!' Corrin thought, biting his lip.
Camilla had caught on to something by now, he was sure of that. She was awfully perceptive, and knew you like the back of her hand.
"I-I'm not hiding anything from you" Was all he could say. Camilla sighed. This was it.
"Alright, sweetie, I believe you" She smiled in a sickeningly innocent kind of way. Corrin breathed a sigh of relief. "Just one small question, though, sweetie" She asked.
"Sure, anything" Corrin managed to speak normally, regaining his composure.
"I've seen to have lost one of my boots last night, do you know where it could have gone?"
That question put Corrin right back on edge again.
"N-no, Camilla... maybe Flora or Felicia might have taken it for shining, or something?" He replied normally enough.
"hmmm... no, there wouldn't have been a chance. besides... only one was taken. they would have taken both, no?" Camilla's smile and eyes seemed to have taken a more sadistic light. "So Corrin, where do you think they went?"