: The Tsundere, The Prince, And The Voices Of... — 1

“Kiss him or I’ll haunt your dreams with images of soggy porridge!” Martha threatened.

Meanwhile, in her mind, Queen Martha (the 4th) would shriek, “Grab his hand, you fool! Look at those biceps!” and Queen Catherine (the Pious) would tsk-tsk, “A bit more mystery, dear. Tell him his hair looks like a bird’s nest.” 1 : The Tsundere, the Prince, and the Voices of...

Inside her head, the ancestors went nuclear. “TELL HIM HE LOOKS LIKE A GOD,” Martha roared. “APOLOGIZE!” Catherine screamed. “Kiss him or I’ll haunt your dreams with

Elara looked at Julian, then at the empty air where her ghosts resided, and finally gave in. She leaned forward, pecked him on the cheek, and immediately pushed him away. "There. Now leave me alone so I can think in peace." Tell him his hair looks like a bird’s nest

Elara’s life was a constant battle of trying to ignore the horny and judgmental ghosts of her lineage while maintaining her "cool and distant" persona.

"I am not flustered, I am overheated!" she barked, even as Julian took her hand.