"Then why?"
"But this spell path was written by a child who won't be 17 for another fifteen days, Flandre. Do you really believe that a 17-year-old child could have written this?"
The Duke of Lion Heart looked at the lovely woman with slightly parted red lips before him, Flandre, and once again began to question the judgment of this generation of nobles in the Duchy.
Why was it? Why couldn't there be someone who would run off with his daughter?
Clearly, the Duke of Lion Heart's reputation as "one who can silence a child's night cries" wasn't deeply understood yet.
The nobles of Flandre's generation weren't uninterested; they were clearly more afraid of having their heads smashed by the Duke of Lion Heart after making a move. When it came to it, life was indeed more important than desire!
As he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Flandre's stifled laughter.
The Duke of Lion Heart: ...
