Lena Parish just realized how her words could sound to Tristan and when she saw an amusing smile on his face, she ended up blinking.
"I don't know that you're already thinking about children," the Crown Prince mused. "I'm impressed."
Lena looked at him for a while and sighed. "I don't say that to impress you and you take it the wrong way. Since when did you become so mischievous?"
Tristan leaned back to the backrest of the couch and thought about it. "I'm not sure. Maybe I learn it from you."
Lena frowned. "I may be lively but I'm not that mischievous."
Tristan let out a chuckle. "Don't worry too much, Lena. Even if your brain is not that great, I can be your brain. I will help you in whatever way you want."
