Princess Davina was losing her composure.
She looked at the kneeling Crown Prince Lukas and then at the other contenders.
It wasn't finished; the two could reach the tenth step, but with each passing second, that flicker of hope was waning. Though both of them showed promising talent, one with three high-grade Soul Artifacts while the other possessed a unique Spirit Genesis that pushed him to the limit, neither of them seems convincing.
'What am I going to do…?'
Princess Davina shifted from where she stood, not expecting this at all.
…
Earlier that day.
"Did any of the suitors pick your eyes?"
"No, not really."
Sitting on a pavilion in the garden, basking under the warmth of the shaded sun, was Princess Davina.
Across from her, sipping tea gracefully was her older sister, Princess Liliana.
Both of them were taking a moment of peace in the morning.
