Yu Lian glanced at Brunhild, but all he saw in those pure, elegant golden eyes was a gleam of keen interest, as if she'd just discovered a new universe.
"What's happening now is something I never imagined. I doubt even our ancestors saw it coming. Since things have turned out this way, maybe we can try something big." She said it with a smile.
Yu Lian wasn't sure he believed her. He gave her a sidelong look. "So, we're not fighting?"
"Why would we? I've thought it over. Violence can't solve problems, but shared interests can." As soon as Brunhild said that, an indescribable sadness crossed her face. "Shared interests! Honestly, when did we become so distant?"
I think it'd be better if we stayed a little distant. Yu Lian was about to say that, but her smile bloomed again. "Still, interests are fine, too. Intimacy without any entanglement of interests doesn't last. We're not children anymore. We have to face reality."
"I think I'm still very young."
"I think I'm still young and beautiful, too. If you think youth is important, we can stay young forever." Brunhild went along with him as if she were the perfect, devoted wife—no, that wasn't quite right.
"So, my dear Yu Lian, would you like to hear me out?" Brunhild gazed at him with bright, shining eyes, as if she'd burst into tears if he refused.
Still, Yu Lian found it hard to imagine this queen crying. It seemed far likelier that, if he didn't listen, she'd suddenly turn into a dragon and bite his head off.
After all, a woman's... no, a Dragon King's mouth was full of lies. A Dragon King's face changed more often than the radiation readings across three star systems. Watching Brunhild smile again, Yu Lian felt the