"Princess, let me ask you something." Abyss Scion wouldn't let this matter go. He glared at the princess and asked, "Do you think I'm not worthy of you?"
Fiarra expected this question and shook her head, "No, it's just that I'm not compatible with you. You are a future dragon to soar above the sky and the firmaments. How can I dare to chain you down with marriage?"
Abyss Scion was being praised on the surface. But he surely felt that the princess was mocking him.
How could his pride take it when he was being insulted this way? He held down his rage and asked, "Princess, you cannot nullify the marriage yourself. After all, your ancestors have already agreed to this."
"That's true but the final verdict is still on me. I can just choose to die or run away. I still have two options in this mess." Princess Fiarra smirked. She sounded as if dying was a trivial matter.