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 Godric 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 Godric was the second prince? She might as well go for the Crown Prince at this stage. What's his name. Lucien. 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 Godric for some ideas.
That way, she would have some time alone with him. And who knows what she could get out of this.
Plans were forming in her head and she giggled to herself.
"Wipe that derpy look off your face, you look ridiculous," a voice called from above. Poppy looked to the sky. Who on the heavens was talking to her?
She was still looking towards the heaven when someone landed on the ground behind her. Glancing behind, her jaw dropped.
"Lu...cien?" she pointed shakily in disbelief and took a step back before falling onto the ground.
"Just as we thought, she's also dumb enough to call you by your name," a girl's voice responded from behind and Poppy tried to explain but the more she explained, the sillier she looked.