Strong woman…
Victoria had never been called that before, whenever she had done something that would be considered fantastic in the war, the soldiers she fought alongside would call her a powerful vessel. But never a strong woman, they saw what she was…not who she was. Funny how a small compliment made her feel a bit upset as she just realized that although the compliments were similar, they were also very different.
She realized a sigh as she reached for her plate, "... So you have a fetish for strong women."
He turned to her with wide eyes, it felt good to see him caught off guard for a change. "A fetish?"
She nodded, hoping she hadn't offended him with her big mouth. "It's one thing to have a type, but when you get a harem filled with 'strong women', I'd consider that a fetish." she explained
"Whatever you choose to believe, Lady Victoria, but I have think that's not the case."
"How so?" She questioned.
