"So it can get even cuter?"
Faced with Lynn's repeated questions, Yuffie could only answer in a coy, playful voice. "I don't know."
"Is that so?" Lynn said with a wicked grin. "I think you can be even cuter."
"For example..."
"For example?"
"Like this."
"Stop, not there."
"Eek!"
When had Yuffie and Lynn's fates first become intertwined?
There was no one in this world who wasn't vulnerable. Strength had to come from somewhere, and for a reason.
As a child, she was aloof by nature. Going out to play with others felt exhausting and boring, so she preferred to read alone.
The more she read, the more she naturally came to understand.
Over time, she became a Princess with the makings of a ruler. That was what she was renowned for.
And the one who matched her was another gifted young man: Lynn, the Olesian Family's third son.
By the Grand Duchy's definition, he was a Prince in his own right.
As a strong person, she naturally wanted to compete with him. Besides, everyone praised her fiancé as a powerful man.
As a Princess, perhaps she had been a little pleased about that?
But when they first met, the fellow was already arrogant and rude. She was disappointed.
She was a Princess of the Empire, a genius, and yet her match was someone like him?
The arrogance of a genius, along with her instincts, made her dislike him.
At the very least, he had to be stronger than her.
That wasn't what she thought. It was just a feeling. She had never really had thoughts of her own; she had only borrowed other people's words.
If his character had been acceptable, she would have fulfilled her duty as a Princess.
But a degenerate Duke wasn't worthy