[there's a rather uncharacteristic giggle, as she goes along with it, secure in the knowledge that her prince would never drop her. She leans back to gaze into his adoring eyes and then.]
...Tamaki. Let. Me. Go.
[there's a blush staining her cheeks, but that was definitely an order.]
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...Tamaki. Let. Me. Go.
[there's a blush staining her cheeks, but that was definitely an order.]