Aria offered a contract marriage. To Grand Duke Valentine who was said to have sold his soul to the devil. So she could protect herself and him.
“Marry me.”
Aria passed him a note which asked for his hand in marriage with her little maple leaf like hands.
“It's a contract marriage so we'll divorce 10 years later…”
The young master grabbed the note Aria was writing and ripped it to shreds.
“So where do I stamp it?”
“You told me you'll divorce me once we're older.”
The young devil grew up and kissed her forehead.
“Since we have become adults, we have to instead make a contract for adults.”
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