"The queen? What are you talking about, Lanci!"
Sofia was so startled that her tears ceased, and she said with flushed cheeks.
She did indeed like Aynor, but she didn't need Lanci's help to that extent!
But…
His words kept echoing in her heart, causing her heartbeat to involuntarily speed up.
If she trusted Lanci...could she really become the queen?
"Sofia, the height of a fountain won't exceed its source. If you didn't have this desire in the first place, it would almost be impossible to achieve it. Relying on the favour of fate is way too difficult," Lanci continued to explain patiently.
Sofia stared, seeming slightly lost.
"Is that so…"
She seemed confused, immersed in a thick fog. The dilemmas seemed to prompt her to reconsider her problems.
