"Pride is not entirely a bad trait... sometimes, it will do us more damage..."
Conrad's words repeated in Maxen's head like a broken record. Before he knew it, his feet were standing by the door where the pool was at. Stopping in his tracks, he raised his head only to catch Cosette and Luke laughing in the lounge chairs.
"You know that well, do you, Mister Cloven?" once again, Conrad's voice rang in his head, making him ball his hand into a tight fist.
From this vantage point, watching Cosette and Luke made him realize — what he already thought previously — the two of them suit each other. Both of them were around the same age, they were good-looking, and they had chemistry. Not just that, but there wouldn't have a problem if they liked each other, since both of them were well-born.
But still... this left a bitter taste in his mouth.
