Penelope gave a light laugh at his words. She had a small blush on her cheeks as she took note of their current position. Letting the dagger fall to the side of them, Penelope met his lips in a kiss. Distracted and thinking she had won, the knight didn’t pick up on what he was planning. She closed her eyes, enjoying their closeness for a brief moment until he pulled back. She met his gaze and quickly realized what he had done as she noticed the gleam of mischief in his gaze. 

She was too late to react as the thief held her down and held the dagger to her throat. “So I’ve been told. Though I never really listened.” She mused with a small smirk. Penelope looked up at him, trying to figure out a possible way out of her current position. Unfortunately, she found none. The knight clicked her tongue in annoyance. “Fine, I yield. But to be fair, that was a dirty trick and I’d hardly count that as a win.” Her eyes gleamed stubbornly then paused as she looked up at him, meeting his gaze.

The sparring with him had gotten Penelope into a rather good mood. It had managed to fully take her mind off the looming castle in the distance, despite their mission being the reason for their training. It had her feeling a little more confident and bold since she wasn’t busy worrying about what lied ahead for them. 

The knight smirked faintly at him and lost the stubborn look in her gaze. “Well, as long as I’m the only one you’re using that move against, I suppose I can let it slide.” She add a bit flirtatiously, despite the blush her words caused her.