"Don't say it like that, young lord Perserios. After all your conscience will be spotless as long as it's Mirienne Etwistrall staying under your roof~"
The point that Miriette made showed a reason why the first prince Horeo nicknamed her the cunning fox.
She knew the rules.
She knew the laws, traditions, and regulations.
She knew it all and that's why she could weaver and around them and bent those that she disliked.
The thing she said about having a clear conscience was an example of that.
"...is this really how you want this to play out...?"
Devios sighed heavily and asked gritting his teeth.
"I want to enlist to help our kingdom and save myself from having to sell my body in order to survive, is there a fault in my motives...?"
Miriette nuzzled up to Zoemi while keeping an eye on Devios's reaction - and did not back down on her own silly little story, making the younger boy clench his fists in an attempt to hold down his anger at the borderline disrespectful behavior.
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