“Mikoto?” She was going to name a dog that awful name? Fushimi felt sorry for the poor creature…. “Did Mikoto finally become the dog I always knew he was?” A small smirk of amusement crossed his features, obviously meaning for his question to be a joke.

{ "Mikoto is not a dog, Saruhiko.“ Even though she knew he was just joking, she still thought it was rude to say such a thing about her King. }
{ “That does not mean he is the real Mikoto; how rude of you to suggest that Mikoto is a dog.” You’re entering dangerous...
i–ngenu: “His name’s Mikoto though.” Fushimi stated that simple fact, slightly amused at her apparent frustration.