“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.