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Lorenz.
He was a good person, she'd come to realize. Not as conceited as he first appeared, knew how to accept differing viewpoints and adjust his own if he felt he was wrong, genuinely cared about the greater good, tenacious.
Probably going to marry a nice noble girl, like he always said he would.
"Forget it, Leonie," she muttered to herself, "Professor and Captain didn't teach you all they knew just so you could go cry over a boy."
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It wouldn't work out, no matter how he thought about it.
There were so many who would leap at the chance to secure power, money, or status through marriage, and she wasn't one of them. Her creed was honest hard work, self-reliance, independence.
The bitter truth was, he couldn't offer her anything she'd accept.
Love?
Affection not reciprocated was only a burden.