"Sounds like quite the legacy of badass women," Riven said, eyes glinting with amusement.
Leon's voice softened. "They were. And my mother, Queen Anara, was no exception. She ruled during a drought that nearly destroyed our harvests. The fertile soil had been depleted, and we needed a new source of revenue fast. Considering our geological position, she had taken advantage of the trade routes that passed through. Capitalised on it and saved the kingdom."
Riven blinked. He hadn't expected Leon to speak so tenderly. His voice trembled with something close to reverence. It was… Adorable.
"And are you worried about living up to their expectations?" Riven asked with genuine curiosity. He wanted to understand the real Leon, beyond the arrogant attitude.
"Hah, of course not. I know that I will be great at everything I do." Leon spoke with a smirk, he said it like it was a fact and not an opinion.
"Your pride suits you better when it has context," Riven said at last.
