Chapter 13: Be mine (2)
Chapter 13: Be mine (2)
Sophie stared at Noah, her heart pounding. Now that she looked at him properly, she realized—he was beautiful.
Not just in the way his silver eyes gleamed like frost under the morning sun, or how his purple hair shimmered with an almost otherworldly hue. It was the way he carried himself. The way he spoke. Calm. Commanding. A man who seemed to stand above the world rather than within it.
'What a beautiful man...'
[Sophie's affection has reached 60%.]
Noah's lips curled slightly as he saw the notification. 'Just 10% more... and it'll be settled.'
And he already had a plan.
A girl aiming for the throne—what does she want most? Support.
As a woman, she was already at a disadvantage against her brothers. She needed something to tip the scales. Someone who could stand beside her, someone who understood her ambitions.
The Stonehearts? Useless. Their patriarch, Oliver, was a greedy man, constantly taking new wives and growing his house in numbers, and hardly strength.
The Bloodhearts? Madmen obsessed with war and slaughter. She could never control them.