ML: internal underhanded and twisted, critically flawed. External - perfect
FL: bumbling, wishes to hurry get out of the system. Just following the rules. Little prey.
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[Get Sam to fall head over heels in love with you.]
Poppy stared at the words on her device on her wrist. If she could strangle the system, she would. Utterly devastated, she smiled crookedly and tried her best to cool down.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
1, 2, 1, 2, this is ridiculous! Did the system not know that Sam was the second prince? She might as well go for the Crown Prince at this stage. What's his name. Erik. Right, that was his name. Suddenly, an odd plan formed in her mind. Perhaps, it could work.
She could perhaps pretend to be in love with the Crown Prince and ask Sam for some ideas.
That way, she would have some time alone with Sam, and perhaps, just perhaps, she could actually pull this off!
"Poppy! What are your thoughts about this tom ?" Luna, the organiser for the ton queried. Her eyes brightened when she saw Poppy standing among the group. Poppy was from a noble family. Apparently, she had just been reunited with her father but no one knew that the real Poppy had already left the world just before she was found. Poppy had vague memories of being punished followed by some form of suffocation.
The moment she got here, she was already lying in bed being nursed to health.