"Rafine, did you have a dream?"
In a beautiful garden, a tall red-haired man gazed at the little girl seated on a white chair before him.
The girl fell silent at his question, rubbing her chin as if deep in thought.
Then a sweet smile bloomed on her face, and she looked at the man with gentle eyes.
"I want to be a great leader like you, Father!" she replied, her eyes sparkling.
The man fell silent, studying the girl with a mix of doubt, happiness, and helplessness.
"Really? Don't you have other dreams, like… having a handsome partner or something?"
Of course, he was happy that his daughter aspired to be a wise leader like him. But she was still a young girl—she should have dreams like any other girl, and he wouldn't mind at all.
The little girl froze at his words, her lips pursing as she imagined a handsome prince.
"Of course I want to marry a handsome prince. But I have more requirements than just being handsome," she said proudly.
