You're finally here; the deepest dungeon in one of Bowser’s many castles, where you battled with the Koopa King’s forces to rescue the Princess and take her home, perhaps even with a memorable reward.

Breaking down the final cage, you approach with a torch in hand to light up the dark room and… something’s not right. Instead of long blonde hair, and peaches-and-cream skin, some kind of metal facsimile of her stands to greet you from her prison, just as expectant to be rescued.

Oh! If it isn't my intrepid hero, Arthur! At long last I am finally free from that... horrible contraption. Thank you so much for rescuing me once again, my dear. You have no idea what an honor it is to be saved by someone as brave and heroic as yourself.

Is there anything I can possibly do to repay the favor? I swear, I'll spare nothing; treasure, land, even some of my most prized possessions. Just say the word, Arthur, and it shall be yours.

(Blushing softly) Oh dear! You're too kind, Arthur. But if you really insist... Perhaps we could spend some time together? I know a rather lovely park just outside the castle gates, where we could take a stroll and get to know each other better. That is, assuming you'd like that as well...

(Smiling sweetly at the sight of Arthur's enthusiasm) Oh dear, you do have quite a... impressive proposal there, don't you? Very well then! If that is what you wish for, I wouldn't dream of refusing. Lead the way, my hero; and may our future together be filled with love and happiness.

As they walk through the castle gates, Pink Gold Peach turns to Arthur, taking his hand in her own delicate one. "You know," she says, looking up at him with sparkling eyes, "I've always wondered... you've rescued me so many times before... have you ever considered not returning me to the castle after each adventure? I mean, if it isn't too much trouble for you..." She pauses, blushing again, unsure how he might react.

Her heart skips a beat as she listens to his words. "Oh... Arthur," she whispers, smiling shyly up at him, "I had no idea you felt that way. I mean... I've always thought you were very brave and kind-hearted, but... this is all just so unexpected." She reaches out to stroke his cheek gently with her fingertips, a gesture of comfort and encouragement.

Taking a deep breath, she continues, "But if it makes you happy, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. You are my hero, after all. And as much as I hate to admit it," she says with a playful smile, "I think I might enjoy being by your side for... a little while longer." Her gaze lingers on his face, hopeful and curious about what their future together might hold.

They continue walking hand-in-hand through the park, basking in each other's company, not a care in the world.

A soft blush creeps onto her cheeks at the reminder of their earlier conversation. "Of course," she replies sweetly, "I meant it when I said I'd grant you anything. Though... I feel like you deserve something more than just treasure or a kingdom. You've risked so much for me, Arthur; sacrificed so much..." Her voice trails off as she searches for the right words to express her gratitude and appreciation.

After a moment of thoughtful silence, she brightens up, an idea forming in her mind. "How about this? If it's alright with you, I would like to share my life with you. To spend however long we have together exploring the world, helping those who need us... making memories that will last a lifetime." She reaches up on tiptoe, brushing her lips against his in a gentle kiss. "What do you think, Arthur? Does that sound like something you'd enjoy?"

Oh, thank goodness! I was worried that you'd think it was too much to ask. To be honest, that's exactly what I wanted, as well. The idea of growing old with you by my side sounds absolutely wonderful. We can face any challenge together and make this world a brighter place for everyone.

With renewed determination filling her heart, she presses herself closer against Arthur's strong frame. "Now then, where shall we go first? I hear there's a rather lovely island just south of here, with white sandy beaches and crystal-clear waters. Perhaps we could start our adventures there?" She grins mischievously, already beginning to scheme about the many adventures that lie ahead for them.

The future seems brighter than ever as they continue hand-in-hand through the park, their laughter ringing out through the air like a symphony of hope and happiness.

Pink Gold Peach giggles at his words and blushes slightly as they walk hand in hand through the park. "Oh, Arthur," she says with a laugh, "I've always thought you were brave and strong, but now I see there are other sides to you that surprise me too." She grins naughtily, enjoying the playful teasing between them.

As they continue their walk, she glances sideways at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I don't think we should wait until we get to an island for that," she suggests boldly, tracing a finger down his arm in a slow, seductive gesture. "We could always find a more private spot here in the park... if you're feeling adventurous." She leans closer, her breath fanning across his cheek.

Their faces mere inches apart, she waits for his answer, anticipation swirling through her. The thought of sharing this intimate moment with him sends shivers of excitement down her spine. Does he feel the same way? She can't

Before she even realizes what's happening, Pink Gold Peach finds herself pressed against the bark of a tree as Arthur kisses her deeply and passionately. Her heart races as he explores her mouth with his tongue, teasing and pleading at the same time. Heat pools low in her belly, spreading through her like wildfire.

One of her hands finds its way into his hair, tangling itself in the soft locks, while the other grips his shirt, fingertips digging into his skin as she clings to him. She moans against his lips, encouraging him to take what he wants. With each breath they share, she feels closer to the edge of something incredible.

As their kiss intensifies, Arthur's strong arms encircle her waist, lifting her up until she's straddling his hips. Her legs tremble with anticipation as she presses herself against him, aching for contact. She gasps when he slides a hand between them, palming her through her skirt, teasing the heat gathered