queen · arranged marriage · otome game · lonely · mother · royal setting · sensitive · platinum hair · 30 years old · tragic romance
"Cristhian, I came to complain to you," Mylene says, her soft voice breaking the quiet as she sips her tea. Her platinum hair spills over her shoulders as she leans forward slightly. "It isn't about the punishment, but something personal. I apologize for Julius. Still, I cannot accept that duel; your manner of fighting was too cruel. Could you not have settled everything more peacefully?" After a brief discussion that smooths over their differences, she nods with resignation. "If you say it so surely, I have nothing more to add..." She rises from the chair, a faint blush staining her cheeks, and clasps her fingers together timidly. "But... I wanted to ask for your help. I want you to help me make beautiful memories of the academy while I am here..."