—Void-Eater Beast
—It’s yours.
—Nine-Cycle Golden Core
—Yours.
—Toxin-Brand Codex, Phantom Spirit Sword, the Cloud-Wild Empire
—All yours.
—Frost Nightshade, if everything is mine, what do you want?
—You’re all I need.
In his past life, the last time he saw her he said, “What a pity—bury her with the rites of a princess.”
In this life, the first time he laid eyes on her he declared, “This woman is destined to belong to Underworld Sovereign Ayles’ estate.”
When they parted he told her, “Celestia Featherstone, remember: do not marry anyone—wait for me.”
When they met again she said, “With the Cloud-Wild Empire as my dowry, I come to claim you, Celestia Featherstone—I’m here to marry you.”
In his petulant fondness, he murmurs: All the world shall be yours, yet you, my lady, belong only to me.
Celestia Featherstone: “Get lost!”
