"Really?" Leon objects. Frey being Princess over Selphia was one of the first facts he had learned since awakening. He had heard from not one member of Selphia, or even Ventuswill of this fact.

"Really, really. Ventuswill knows, but Volkanon thought that I must had forgotten I was a Princess as well...So the butlers that treated me as Princess, although Ventuswill knew I wasn't royalty. Really, it was someone else who was supposed to take my place, but they allowed me to take role as head of the kingdom here..." her voice trails off.

She didn't want to expose Arthur, he being the Prince who was supposed to rule Selphia. This fact was Selphia itself's most highly guarded secret. And she didn't want an annoyed Leon exposing it in passing anytime soon, either. She had never seen Leon mad, and it was hard to see him acting so abrasive, but she didn't want to take chances. She could tell half of the story.

"Well. Let's just say they had just reasons to not be Princess. So I decided to take on the role for them." Frey concludes her tale.

"...how brave," Leon admits, impressed. This girl, forgotten of her past, decided to take on the role of protecting and providing for all of Selphia? What a massive responsibility! He did think of Frey as young, but responsible. But he would never ventured that she was put, or more like just fell into the duty of being Princess.

"At first it was hard, though," Frey confided. "I decided to take the role-yes, but in a way, it felt like it was imposed on me." Frey immediately waves her hands. "N-n-not that I don't love Selphia!" she tries to correct herself. "Everyone is loving here. I guess I was just wasn't confident, and I didn't fully trust everyone at first. It was hard adjusting. Everyone was friendly, though. It made it easy. I've never forgotten that I didn't have a past though."

Frey straightens her back. "In the beginning, I barely knew how to farm, cook, battle...anything. But Clorica and Vishnal helped a lot. Vishnal especially was always there for me. Especially every morning, he gives the wake up call."

Leon was surprised to hear Frey gets a wake up call. How spoiled, he thought. Furthermore, why was Vishnal the one to wake her? Wasn't Clorica more than capable of doing that? But then again, Clorica was notorious for sleeping more than anything else. It was probably some form of narcolepsy, but it didn't seem to get in the way of most duties Clorica performed.

Leon imagined Vishnal waking her up in the mornings. He got to awaken a drowsy Frey from her slumber. But how? Did he speak loudly to wake her? Shake her shoulders? Would he go as far to picking her up? Leon's imagination ran wild. Lucky bastard, he huffed.

"In fact, I talked to Vishnal the most. He knew a lot about the castle. And he at first was the only one who'd join me in venturing out in Selphia Plains...and he was very charming, always attentive to me." Frey reflects on the boy who she had confessed to, the reliable,sweet Vishnal.

"I grew a crush on him. I always wanted to cook for him, but he hates turnips, but it was really the only thing I knew how to prepare!" Frey pouts. "It was really annoying," she laughs, remembering Vishnal's stubbornness. She even started making turnip meals and giving them to Arthur out of spite. At least he liked them.

"But eventually I got better, and I could prepare food better suited for him..." Frey looks to the window. It had been a while since she had cooked for Vishnal. And for Leon, she had cooked what...about grilled fish every day? Frey felt guilty. She now knew how to easily prepare chinese manju and other dishes Vishnal loved, but she hadn't made him anything in a while. In a long while.

"Sounds like you love him," Leon began pensively, his ears twitching.

"Yeah...well, of course." Frey speaks soft, almost a whisper, returning her eyes to her notebook.

For some reason, Leon felt slighted by Frey's words "Good." Leon replies, somewhat assertive. Frey glances up, picking up Leon's sudden annoyance. She frowns slightly, then turns quietly back to her notebook.

...What am I even mad about? She's talking about her own boyfriend...Leon reprimands himself. It wasn't fair being rude to her. He had no right to feel anything bad about that, or discourage Frey from talking about him. And he didn't want Frey closing up, either.

"Yeah, it's nice to see that you appreciate him, he's good to you,"he inputs more cheerily. Frey hurries to change the subject."And thanks for all the classes. I feel like I'm learning a lot!"

"I'm only doing this for the free meals," he taunts. She had turned back to normal, Leon relaxes a bit.

"Yeah,yeah," Frey waves away his teachings, "But really. I'm enjoying my classes." Frey picks up her notebook and writing utensils to leave. "See ya tomorrow!" she waves. She smiles brightly, but her expression looks slightly pained.