"I don't know about that," Mamoru modestly answered. "Frankly, I would prefer not to be involved in politics at all." Knowing what was happening was important, but immersion seemed to make a person angry and scared all the time. That doesn't seem like a healthy or happy life to him.
"Hmmm. I suppose if the princess is willing to abdicate her throne for you. What would you offer her in exchange for a country to rule?" she says rather deviously.
"Home cooked meals every night, obviously," Mamoru says as he brings his wine glass to his lips-- and pauses to tip his head lower for a flirting look as he adds, "I might even throw in doing the dishes."
"My kingdom for a home cooked meal! How could I resist?"
Taiyou takes a fork with exaggerated flourish and shovels a good bite of food into her mouth. How romantic! She giggles through the mouthful with chipmunk cheeks.
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Mamoru always did have the gift of subtlety. Taiyou, not so much.
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"Can I run away with the princess instead?"
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Taiyou takes a fork with exaggerated flourish and shovels a good bite of food into her mouth. How romantic! She giggles through the mouthful with chipmunk cheeks.