It was Soha who had just climbed her way up the tower. “My Lord, who are you talking to?” came another voice. “Yup,” Claire affirmed with a thin smile, resting his cheek on his fist. The woman didn’t respond and instead followed his gaze to the Ariesian prince. “But in order to create a better world, you need to be willing to make a few sacrifices.” He turned his attention back to the square, then back to Olive. “Why do you enjoy being stepped on so much?” she asked. Her hair was a light blonde, her eyes an ice blue, her nose hooked and prominent. At his right was Trystan, and at his left was a birdcage.Ĭlaire thrummed his fingers in thought, but a shadow dancing in the corner of his eye distracted him. Said prince was standing at the exit of the marketplace, looking back with a determined expression. It was crowded as usual given the time of the day, but even still, he was able to pick him out from the crowd: Ariesian Prince Olivier Chance. Yuseong Haneul-though he preferred the name Claire-sat on the ledge of the belfry overlooking the New Ram City’s market square.
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