Arthur sighs dramatically. “You left me no choice.” He picks Cesidia up from behind, making her scream, and he sniffs her bright red neck and face. He grins mischievously. “Knew it. How was it?” he whispers to Cesidia, who bats him away. 

“Get away from me, you freak.”

Arthur presses a hand to his heart. “Se mois?” 

Cesidia rolls her eyes. “Yes you.”

Satisfied, Arthur saunters back over to Dhar. “You better treat her well, you hear me? She doesn’t really realize it, but Cessie’s got a whole kingdom at her back. And we both know you don’t want to make her mad.”