"But there's no helping it; my soft spot—my weakness—has already manifested, and it seems it cannot be removed."
Shiayar smiled. "But on the other hand, it is precisely because of our weaknesses that we are human, not the Deities high above us."
"To be honest, I prefer the present Your Majesty over the cold and stern princess I first met, because now you feel more human, not just a perfect political machine devoid of emotion."
Shiayar paused for a moment. "As for being your weakness, that is my honor."
"Yes, time can change many things."
"A year ago, I could never have imagined becoming who I am today."
Isadella did not deny it. "From the moment I was born, I have always lived to meet the expectations of others."
"My father hoped I would become the heir to the Empire's throne, the sovereign who could lead a declining Empire to its revival."
"Among the ministers and Great Nobles... some had the same expectations as my father."
