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"Isn't it funny how someone is willing to give up their life for you, and it makes you inclined to do the same?"
Alver doesn't know what to say, considering he doesn't have that urge Whitira was talking about.
"Nonsense. No one is dumb enough to sacrifice themselves for someone like me."
There was a small itch on his back, the x-shaped scar seemingly making itself known.
"Trust me, Your Highness. Someone will be dumb enough to do so. Perhaps your soulmate will."
It made Alver frown, wanting to scratch his x-shaped soulmark on his back, a one very similar to the scar Whitira is donning, but not the exact same as his.
The image of a certain redhead flashed through his mind, making his hands twitch and heart thump loudly.
'Can't he be the one fated to me?'