"I am not flustered, I am overheated!" she barked, even as Julian took her hand.
Julian stepped closer, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips. "You’ve been arguing with thin air for ten minutes, Elara. And your face is the color of a strawberry. For someone who 'hates' me, you’re acting remarkably flustered." 1 : The Tsundere, the Prince, and the Voices of...
Julian laughed, a bright, warm sound. "As you wish, Princess." "I am not flustered, I am overheated
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