"Do you even hear yourself?" Elliana asked, and Sebastian placed his hand on her cheeks before pinching her cheeks between his index finger and thumb.
"If my love means I am harassing you, let it be. I don't really care what the term is as long as I get to hold you," Sebastian didn't shy away from showing everyone how their king was whipped for his wife.
"Let go, King Marino. I don't have anything to say to you -"
"Nope," Sebastian said, holding her hand, and Elliana turned to look at him with an exasperated sigh.
"Seriously, you are harassing me now," Elliana groaned, and Sebastian smirked at her.
"Now that I think about it, shouldn't you be taking responsibility for me?" He asked.
"Responsibility?" Elliana quirked her brows.