"Look at me, West. Please, look at me."
Reiya knelt on one knee before Westheid, gazing at him with the utmost seriousness as she spread her arms to display her form.
Gorgeous, dignified, and pure.
She was a member of the Radiant Holy Tree Empire's Royal Family, the most favored child of the Radiant Holy Tree, and the only person in the Mortal World to possess a dual Divine Bloodline.
The Princess was like a completely different person from her past, pitiful self—so radiant, glorious, and noble.
"West, you are the one who gave me a new life. You gave me the courage to break my chains and embrace freedom."
Reiya took Westheid's hand and, bowing her head, gently brushed the back of it with her cherry-red lips.
"If not for your invitation that night, I would still be a prisoner trapped in hatred and solitude. I would still be an incomplete, broken person."
