No matter. There's no time to dwell on that cake when a new one will be arriving later. Rest assured, this one will not explode. Probably.
[ he gives a sure nod before turning to face the tea and treats. as per tradition, the queen gingerly takes the teapot, which wiggles and squirms and blows off a bit of steam as if in the throes of laughter, and begins to slowly pours the tea into a comically huge tea cup. all the while, he listens to shu's mild protests. riddle looks up at the other boy with a scowl. ]
Perhaps it would be strange if the two of us were on an outing back in your world, but while we are here in Heartslabyul, I am the queen. It is my duty to uphold the rules and sacred traditions of this realm.
[ shu is no stranger to riddle's insistence on following these asinine rules laid out by the original queen all those years ago. that aside, the latter half of shu's question rattles in his head, and not even the frown on his face can conceal the truth of riddle's feelings. his own bright red cheeks give him away completely. ]
As-- As long as you are king today, you must follow the rules laid out for him! The King and Queen are considered the ideal husband and wife, you know! We may learn a thing or two from mirroring such upstanding behavior!
[ fat chance. riddle knows shu is too fussy for life, so a 'my dear' is inevitable. the thought of shu's deep voice murmuring to him as he gives his sleeve a trio of curt tugs makes riddle feel as if he's steaming.
as much as the thought overwhelms him, he is adamant about today's party being done by the book, and that means a king is necessary. but-- but what if shu thinks he's making this rule up for the sake of hearing him say something so...intimate? what if shu is actually repulsed by the thought of referring to riddle as his dear? what if shu realizes The Truth?!
the thought is mortifying, but not enough to undermine riddle's passion for policy. no, rules are rules, and even if it ends up killing him, riddle can't allow exceptions.
with an audible swallow, riddle does his best to mask his shyness with a haughty scoff. ]
So... So, for the sake of our education, we need to see this through. Besides, if it bothers you that much, simply obey my every command and agree with all my decisions.
no subject
[ he gives a sure nod before turning to face the tea and treats. as per tradition, the queen gingerly takes the teapot, which wiggles and squirms and blows off a bit of steam as if in the throes of laughter, and begins to slowly pours the tea into a comically huge tea cup. all the while, he listens to shu's mild protests. riddle looks up at the other boy with a scowl. ]
Perhaps it would be strange if the two of us were on an outing back in your world, but while we are here in Heartslabyul, I am the queen. It is my duty to uphold the rules and sacred traditions of this realm.
[ shu is no stranger to riddle's insistence on following these asinine rules laid out by the original queen all those years ago. that aside, the latter half of shu's question rattles in his head, and not even the frown on his face can conceal the truth of riddle's feelings. his own bright red cheeks give him away completely. ]
As-- As long as you are king today, you must follow the rules laid out for him! The King and Queen are considered the ideal husband and wife, you know! We may learn a thing or two from mirroring such upstanding behavior!
[ fat chance. riddle knows shu is too fussy for life, so a 'my dear' is inevitable. the thought of shu's deep voice murmuring to him as he gives his sleeve a trio of curt tugs makes riddle feel as if he's steaming.
as much as the thought overwhelms him, he is adamant about today's party being done by the book, and that means a king is necessary. but-- but what if shu thinks he's making this rule up for the sake of hearing him say something so...intimate? what if shu is actually repulsed by the thought of referring to riddle as his dear? what if shu realizes The Truth?!
the thought is mortifying, but not enough to undermine riddle's passion for policy. no, rules are rules, and even if it ends up killing him, riddle can't allow exceptions.
with an audible swallow, riddle does his best to mask his shyness with a haughty scoff. ]
So... So, for the sake of our education, we need to see this through. Besides, if it bothers you that much, simply obey my every command and agree with all my decisions.