"Is it… because I took your pink rabbit trinket from Eastiel…?"
Arkai asked. Arkai did arm-wrestled his right to take ownership of one of her cutest trinkets. Eastiel had been flaunting it too much, and Arkai had his eye on it from the moment it caught his attention in the Athenaeum.
Cecilia blinked back at him innocently. "Yep. I thought you liked cute things."
"Because it is yours." Arkai's eyes narrowed. "I like cute things because they are yours."
"So, you do not want it?"
"I want it." He said quickly and immediately. "Thank you."
"Wear it, then."
"..."
Arkai stared at her and she stared back. The shawl, draped over her hands, seemed to wait with bated breath. Rinne, standing beside the table with frosting still on his lip, watched the standoff with delight. So… this was how to defeat his father!
Finally, Arkai took the shawl and draped it over his shoulders.
