"You must be quite powerful, perhaps not even weaker than me. Otherwise, West wouldn't have taken a liking to you. But you must understand, he doesn't like you for who you are—what West loves is merely your power. And without a deeper bond, that affection will never transform into true love."
Reiya's speech made Duke Qinghui look over.
She was so right, he couldn't even argue.
The Silver-haired Princess had always been intelligent, and Westheid had never bothered to hide his own thoughts, so she was well aware of his criteria for choosing a partner.
Looks didn't matter. Personality was irrelevant. Strength was the only thing that counted!
Mivana frowned. "That doesn't matter. There is a bond between Teacher West and me."
A faint smile touched the Silver-haired Dragon Lady's lips. "What bond?"
The lovely and elegant Wolf-eared Maiden placed a hand on her ample chest, her beautiful golden eyes clear and resolute.
