"Sorry, but I can't participate," Damien said in a serious tone.
"Why not?!" Yuria pouted.
"It's because I want my friend Tristen to win. Pretty simple."
Yuria's brows pulled together, "The second prince of the Gale Empire? Are you friends with such a pervert? No wonder yesterday you—"
"Hey! Being friends with someone doesn't mean we will become like them. I just accepted his friendship since he begged me," Damien said in a defiant tone.
"Yeah, right," Yuria rolled her eyes and said, "No, I don't want him to win nor be anywhere near him. You have to win, or I am not letting you go from here, hmph!"
Seeing her defensive stance with her arms crossed, Damien didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"Why do you want me to win?" Damien asked the question that has been bugging him for quite a while. He wanted to know why this girl was so interested in him.
