Rory observed Liam. He looked so calm; she couldn't figure him out. She didn't think that he wants this "break" for himself.
His insistence on me leaving the country...
Rory started thinking as he was not willing to give any explanation.
"Didn't you want me to be the emperor? Should I give you a reason?" Liam asked after some time as she was in deep thought. "Shouldn't my words be revered as a mandate, especially in MY home?"
Rory looked at him. He was donning a very serious expression and his lips were curved with a proud smirk. She squinted her eyes and pressed her lips. She did want him to be an emperor. But...
"I wanted to take my words to your heart, not your head, Fizzy," she twisted his ear.
"Ah... Ah...I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Cherry... Let... Ahhh!" Liam shouted as she twisted his ear.
Rory let go of his ear and he pouted. "You're so mean, Cherry..." he rubbed his ear. Rory started laughing. He looked so pitiful.
