"I saw you, Lyra."
-Bam!
Carlos slammed his hand on the rocky wall behind Lyra.
"I saw all your sneaky glances at Simon." Carlos clenched his fist. "Do you know how I felt when I saw that? Do you know how hurt I was?"
"..." Lyra stared disdainfully at Simon without finding any need to answer Carlos.
"What is that gaze Lyra? Do you think that guy will save you? You think he will be a good match for you?" Carlos chuckled and shook his head. "He is nothing compared to me, since I'm stronger than most of your noble childhood friends now."
Lyra didn't say anything and just scoffed.
Putting aside all her childhood friends, Aurora, Alfred, Elona, Edward ect—Lyra was sure that Simon was stronger than Carlos. He wasn't named as new Heir of the Falkrona Duchy for nothing. He had the strength behind to justify it.
"And…" Carlos closed his face closer and whispered near Lyra's ear. "I'm now a high-ranking noble, Lyra Kertalir."
