"Because I suspect something!" Tribal Princess Sylvia declared, her gaze unwavering.
"Suspicious? About me? Why? We haven't even met," Duchess replied, her attention fully on Sylvia.
"I know we haven't, but the woman in the dark room and this Duchess are as different as night and day." Sylvia's voice held a trace of accusation.
"My way of speaking may have changed, as have my circumstances. How can you be sure I'm not trustworthy?" The Duchess countered, her tone firm but not hostile.
"Princess, I'm not asking you to believe anything. You hail from another empire, and my actions hold no relevance to you.We have no conflict, nor do I intend to create one. It's entirely your choice whether you trust me or not." The Duchess spoke with a measured calmness, leaving the decision firmly in Sylvia's hands.
"Very well, what troubles you?" Sylvia inquired, her curiosity piqued.
