( She's tense but only because she's on guard in case he decides to tickle her again. There's some resistance as she reaches to put her hands on his shoulders and push back so she isn't completely against him. She can feel him shaking with laughter and she relaxes just slightly if only to be a little closer but she won't give in completely, )
You know it isn't that easy...!
( She's aware of her strengths and physical strength isn't one of them and certainly not against Xander of all people. The best she can do is resist and look at Xander with what could possibly the least intimidating glare in both countries. Don't laugh, though, she's doing her best to keep a straight face. How can she be mad at him? The love of her life, the man who helped her find her words, gave her the courage to leave her home, took care of her in this new country, the most handsome and wonderful man in all the world, a kind king, a loyal husband, a loving father... Ah, she can feel her arms going weak. It would be so easy to wrap her arms around him and share in his embrace and his laughter and everything.
But she's supposed to be mad.
So she looks away, turning her face so she doesn't have to see him (and he, in turn, can't see her). If she can't win with her real strength then she'll fight with her words, or rather, her lack of. This sure is the silent treatment and she totally serious about it which explains why she's still in his arms )
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You know it isn't that easy...!
( She's aware of her strengths and physical strength isn't one of them and certainly not against Xander of all people. The best she can do is resist and look at Xander with what could possibly the least intimidating glare in both countries. Don't laugh, though, she's doing her best to keep a straight face. How can she be mad at him? The love of her life, the man who helped her find her words, gave her the courage to leave her home, took care of her in this new country, the most handsome and wonderful man in all the world, a kind king, a loyal husband, a loving father... Ah, she can feel her arms going weak. It would be so easy to wrap her arms around him and share in his embrace and his laughter and everything.
But she's supposed to be mad.
So she looks away, turning her face so she doesn't have to see him (and he, in turn, can't see her). If she can't win with her real strength then she'll fight with her words, or rather, her lack of. This sure is the silent treatment and she totally serious about it which explains why she's still in his arms )