“Amaya, who’s taller in
the relationship?”
“What the – what kind
of question is that?!”
“What she means is,”
Nikolai interrupted, “Who’s taller? You or Arthur?”
Amaya Titania pondered
on that.
“Well…if you were to ask the sugar freak, he’d say that it would be
him. Of course. Because he’s male and all that patriarchal crap. But if you
would compare us side to say, it would be me.”
Nikolai arched a brow.
“So you’re saying…you’re
taller?”
“By an inch or two,
maybe.” Amaya shrugged. “It isn’t any deal. He can grow taller.” Eri and Nikolai exchanged
looks, making the ginger frown. “What? What is it?”
“We’ll let you two
argue over it,” Eri piped, and Nikolai nudged her in the side rather playfully.
Before Amaya could even muster a reply, the two left, Eri hitting Nikolai on
the shoulder, and the Prince laughing as he rubbed his shoulder even without a
flinch.
“What do they mean-”
“What they mean is,” a
cool voice came from behind, “We can find out for ourselves who’s taller and
who’s not.” Rolling her eyes, Amaya turned around to see Arthur Pandora looking
rather amused, not holding any kind of weapon for once and his battle gear most
likely back in his own room. His golden eyes gave a mischievous twinkle. “So,
Amaya. What’s your height?”
She looked him dead in
the eye, hands on her hips.
“Five feet something.”
“Hold on, let’s
compare.”
Arthur was startled.
“…you’re the same
height as me?”
“You’re five feet eight, right?”
He nodded.
Amaya’s eyes
widened, “That’s
pretty short for a male, PanPan!”
“Amaya, please don’t
call me PanPan-”
“It’s a free world.
What, would you rather Artie? Or Dora? Hm. Dora sounds like a female name.
Arthur ‘PanPan Artie Dora’ Pandora. Sounds like a hero’s name.”
It took all of Arthur’s
self-restraint to not facepalm in front of her.
“Back to the original
topic – not all males can be tall, Amaya.”
“Oh, come on. Look at
Nikolai – he’s approaching six and leaving Eri in the dust.”
Both of them chuckled
at that, imagining Nikolai’s six feet to Eri’s five and three inches.
“But Nikolai’s family
has tall genes. And mine…”
He blinked.
“…actually, we were
pretty tall, too.”
“Looks like those genes
skipped you, then.” She teased. He gave her a look.
“I don’t think you’re
really that tall, Amaya.”
All the teasing in her
orange eyes changed.
“Are you telling me I’m
a faker?”
“In height? Yes.”
The sky above them
rumbled.
“Listen here, PanPan.” The nickname wasn’t so
affectionate anymore. “We stood next to each other several times. You may have
been taller than me when we first met, but that clearly isn’t the case now.”
In fact, Amaya was
right.
She and Arthur were the
exact same height.
“Are you two still
going on about your height?” Nikolai asked dubiously. He and Eri were back,
both of them wearing coats. “Who’s taller?”
“I am,” both of them
answered.
Eri blinked.
“Who?”
“Me!”
Nikolai resisted the
urge to laugh, “So both of you are the exact same height.”
“No, he’s smaller!”
Amaya insisted. “By a centimeter or something.”
“We’re the same height,”
Arthur calmly replied.
“You just don’t want to
be beaten by a girl.”
“Because of height? Amaya, if this were about
efficiency in spell-casting, I’d be happy to give you the crown. But as for
height, I believe that I am the sole winner. Excluding Nikolai.”
At that, Eri glared up
at the brunette’s taller stature. He could only smile at Eri, ruffling her hair
affectionately. She slapped his hand.
“But this isn’t
spell-casting! And we all know you suck at that compared to me.” Amaya put her
hands on her hips, “It’s official. I’m taller than you, Earth-boy.”
“Just because the Sky
takes up more than the Earth, doesn’t mean that you’re automatically taller.”
Finally, Eri Memoire
had to say it.
“Amaya.”
“What, Eri?”
The smaller girl
pointed at the ginger’s feet.
“I think you need to
remove your shoes first.”
Looking down at her obviously
heeled boots, Amaya cussed.
After eliminating the
cheats, Amaya’s five feet five was
indeed shorter than Arthur Pandora’s five feet eight.
She could sense the
blonde’s smirk for the rest of the day.
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