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"Oh God—   Please. Don’t.”

"The sound of begging...— It's music to my ears."

                    "Hey, that’s my bike.                     You can look all you want,                      but keep your hands off.”

"Excuse you,    I can touch whatever I want.    I don't take orders from Peasants....   Especially hot ones."

this child is just like me when i get tickled 

"..What are you blowing up anyways?    You're lame sarcasm? Because if you are,   by all means go ahead."

Before he could react or say otherwise, Nora raised her finger in the air and tagged his nose. “Boop.”

"Lady! You had no permission to do the touchy! Nooooo touchy the ємρєяσя without my consent! I outta call my guards on you!"

His smug smirked remained,— dark eyes    never leaving her out of his eyesight, not even for     a mere second. She had the strong attitude    which aggravated him mildly, but it mostly    gave him entertainment. This was certainly    not a boring ordinary conversation which     kept him hooked and reeled in.

   反乱 -                    “Hey I’m not ta guy wearin’                    big gaudy earings an’                     a hat that looks like a clam!                    If anyone here is funny lokin’ it’s you.”

"'Course you're not the    one wearing this, cuz you're not    w o r t h y enough to wear it."

    "My—that is, Kronk has said ever so many lovely things about you!” }}

"Huh? Big guy said l o v e l y  things about moi!?   Ooooh please do go ooon."

        —-Wait, I am no peasant, Mr. Emperor!”

"If you're not peasant then what are ya? Some girl in a dress?"

      “Uh—!        N-No, no of course not!        My name is Kent, got it?        Not— not any poor nickname        you might come up with.”

"Hmm, Kent,..I could probably    call you Kentucky. Right, Right?"

          ❂ Who is this brat? She’s at least 10 years older than him- even her children know to respect their elders.

Geez don't people know not to question an   Emperor and just go do what they're told to do?   Guess not.

                      "Peasant? You are in fact, speaking                        to the Prince of Maldonia!And I do think                        that my style of dress is far more dashing                        than yours, if truth must be told.”

"Oooh my, you're a Prince?  Awwwww, on the hierarchy rank,    you're below the Emperor which is me, oh so cute.    Soooo I'm gunna go by that and say that makes me better    than you at everything, including dress style."

"Sweet cheeks?" She quickly shoved the stupid nickname out of her mind, realizing it wasn’t that important at the moment. Did he just insult her hair color? Her natural hair color? She wasn’t sure how to handle this. Taking a lock of it and twirling it between her fingers, Audrey replied with a hint of annoyance laced in her voice. “I was born with it.”

"What do people call you huh? Orangy?"

Watching her body language,   he did receive great amusement from this.   Girls always getting riled up from a pet name,   chillax woman.

          “You still haven’t told me your name.”

"How do you not know about me?    I'm  ємρєяσя Kuzco girl!    The handsomest  ємρєяσя who rules flawlessly over my empire. Like, C'mon!"

"Girl..Ya need to c u t your hair..Fo' real.   That's Just Too much. Lemme tell ya.