Jun 18, 2017
chu!!!
It takes her only a moment to begin flustering: being kissed by someone is one thing, and being kissed by Emmeryn is another thing entirely. But though she has a thousand thoughts about it (What? What??? What’s going on?), she can only stand there with her mouth agape, ears turning scarlet. She draws her hand to her cheek, where the feel of Emmeryn’s lips still tingles.
“… H-??? H- Huh?” She still doesn’t know quite what to call her: Chrom and Lissa called her Emm, and Frederick called her Milady– but surely, neither of those things would be appropriate for someone of her own stature. “Is something the matter- your highness?”
