Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

"So how do you implement your dream?" Jessica asked, "From ancient times to the present, this world has always had kings and nobles. Without kings and nobles, who would rule the common people?"

"Us," Malin pointed to himself, and then he pointed to the girls.

Clovis shook her head, "Mr. Malin, this joke isn’t funny. You are you, and we are us; we are women. The world has had queens, but there has never been a female emperor, and there will never be a female king."

"Women and men are the same; everyone comes to this world not to be someone but to become someone," Malin looked at Clovis. "Clovis, have you ever thought about another path in life, a path you’ve never envisioned before?"

"Yes, I always thought that I would end up living alone in misery, eventually losing my sanity amid the mutations, and then being Purified... But then I met you, Mr. Malin, and my life changed from that point on." When mentioning her fate, Clovis’s face was full of excited happiness as she looked at Malin and said, "I understand what you mean, Mr. Malin. You mean to say that there will come a day in our world when a farmer’s child could become a mayor, a noble’s child could pursue the art they love, and even a mercenary’s child could become a poet."

"But how could all this be possible? The farmer’s child is illiterate, the noble’s child is adept at ruling and leading people, and the mercenary’s child likes to wield weapons. They don’t have the ability to become the new identities that Clovis imagined," Faye finished and walked up to Malin, "Malin, what are you going to do?"

"I thought you would make fun of me, Faye." Malin smiled and reached out his hand, taking the hand of his beloved in front of him and making her sit beside him.

"Why would I make fun of you, Malin? I understand your feelings because I am first an elf, and then the daughter of my human father. We are both half-bloods, both with keen souls. All along the way, I have never seen a desire for power in your eyes. If one day, you were to go to war against my father and brothers, it would not be because you want to be king, but because you think they have done something wrong."

Listening to what Faye said, Malin laughed somewhat sheepishly, "I’m a bit embarrassed, Faye; you make me sound too good."