Marianne stared at Caroline with at twitching eye. This girl dared to speak to her about Jacob? She had to restrain herself from just lunging at the princess right then. Heck, she had to dig her nails into her palm just to stave off the thought of turning Caroline into cricket. Only her common sense prevailed, and the reasoning that Jacob would be greatly distressed to find his sister’s head in his lap.

That, and it was probably best not to cause another war with Ylisse. Smiling in a twisted manner, Marianne moved over to sit next to princess. Even she had to admit, the opportunity to play with Jacob’s hair was not one to gloss over.

Doing just that, she softly petted the Tactician’s head, giggling to herself at the touch. She was about to fully memorize the exact texture of her beloved’s hair when Caroline’s earlier request distracted her.

[color=a187be]“Hmm? Oh, we’re happily engaged of course! He’s so cute when he sleeps like this…hehe, I hope you don’t [b]M.I.N.D[/b]”[/color]