"It might. Or maybe apple infused syrup has a future." She is pretty sure there is more going on here, though.
She listens to Genesis' words, her mind ever turning.
"That might be my parents designs. Plant their eyes on you for future heir. If you remain in the military, then, it would be name only. But they will not entrust their company in my very capable hands."
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She listens to Genesis' words, her mind ever turning.
"That might be my parents designs. Plant their eyes on you for future heir. If you remain in the military, then, it would be name only. But they will not entrust their company in my very capable hands."