Mira pov
My name is Mira von Athrun.
I'm the third princess of the Asloon Kingdom.
I act very aloof, but inside I'm filled with complexes.
I feel jealousy.
The first princess, big sister Nadia, is social and loved by everyone.
The second princess, big sister Luisa, is strong and reliable.
I thought I could never be like big sister Nadia.
Sister Nadia is special.
She is a natural-born heroine.
I wanted to be as strong as big sister Luisa.
But even that is unlikely to happen.
I don't even have the fighting skills.
I claim to be going to the Dietrichs to learn swordsmanship from Barnabas, but the truth is that I just don't want to be in the castle.
When I look at the both of them, I feel like I'm going crazy with jealousy.
I am sure I am trying, but I am not improving at all.
I feel bad for Barnabas, who is teaching me.
One day, when I went to Dietrich's house, Barnabas and Elias were having a match.
They were evenly matched.
No, Elias is growing as the match progresses.
If the match goes on like this, Elias will win.
That legendary knight Barnabas will lose? I can't believe it.
I thought I heard a voice in my mind that wanted Barnabas to stop the match.
I called out to them and Barnabas rushed over to me.
He looked like he was thanking me for stopping the match.
I couldn't believe that Barnabas could be so fearful.
I was interested in Elias.
I thought he was like sister Louisa, who thinks that power is justice, but he is different.
Power is necessary to protect what is important, but he seems to value other things as well.
If anything, I think her thinking is closer to that of sister Nadia, but he has a different charm from sister Nadia as well.
I challenged Elias to a match.
I don't know why.
Maybe at the time I felt that it would make a change.
From the beginning I didn't feel like I could win.
I pretend to be blunt, but I know my own weakness.
I know that Elias is really strong, but I also know that he is talking to me appropriately.
The difference in strength was overwhelming.
Elias popped the wooden sword I launched at him with a conditioned reflex.
He was probably going easy on me, but the technique that was built into his body must have come out naturally.
I had leapt into Elias's bosom.
I wanted to cling to something as a result of the realisation that I could neither be loved nor become strong, and that I had no more to cling to.
I felt that Elias's kind expression and the atmosphere he carried would accept me.
I was so moved that I threw all the feelings I could think of at Elias.
He accepted it. Elias.
My strength is that I am caring for others.
He said that I place others before myself.
Elias said the words I wanted him to say.
I realised that I wanted somebody to approve of me.
The jealousy in me is vanishing.
I am glad I met Elias.
If I hadn't met him, I would have fallen into darkness.
Mira pov
My name is Mira von Athrun.
I'm the third princess of the Asloon Kingdom.
I act very aloof, but inside I'm filled with complexes.
I feel jealousy.
The first princess, big sister Nadia, is social and loved by everyone.
The second princess, big sister Luisa, is strong and reliable.
I thought I could never be like big sister Nadia.
Sister Nadia is special.
She is a natural-born heroine.
I wanted to be as strong as big sister Luisa.
But even that is unlikely to happen.
I don't even have the fighting skills.
I claim to be going to the Dietrichs to learn swordsmanship from Barnabas, but the truth is that I just don't want to be in the castle.
When I look at the both of them, I feel like I'm going crazy with jealousy.
I am sure I am trying, but I am not improving at all.
I feel bad for Barnabas, who is teaching me.
One day, when I went to Dietrich's house, Barnabas and Elias were having a match.
They were evenly matched.
No, Elias is growing as the match progresses.
If the match goes on like this, Elias will win.
That legendary knight Barnabas will lose? I can't believe it.
I thought I heard a voice in my mind that wanted Barnabas to stop the match.
I called out to them and Barnabas rushed over to me.
He looked like he was thanking me for stopping the match.
I couldn't believe that Barnabas could be so fearful.
I was interested in Elias.
I thought he was like sister Louisa, who thinks that power is justice, but he is different.
Power is necessary to protect what is important, but he seems to value other things as well.
If anything, I think her thinking is closer to that of sister Nadia, but he has a different charm from sister Nadia as well.
I challenged Elias to a match.
I don't know why.
Maybe at the time I felt that it would make a change.
From the beginning I didn't feel like I could win.
I pretend to be blunt, but I know my own weakness.
I know that Elias is really strong, but I also know that he is talking to me appropriately.
The difference in strength was overwhelming.
Elias popped the wooden sword I launched at him with a conditioned reflex.
He was probably going easy on me, but the technique that was built into his body must have come out naturally.
I had leapt into Elias's bosom.
I wanted to cling to something as a result of the realisation that I could neither be loved nor become strong, and that I had no more to cling to.
I felt that Elias's kind expression and the atmosphere he carried would accept me.
I was so moved that I threw all the feelings I could think of at Elias.
He accepted it. Elias.
My strength is that I am caring for others.
He said that I place others before myself.
Elias said the words I wanted him to say.
I realised that I wanted somebody to approve of me.
The jealousy in me is vanishing.
I am glad I met Elias.
If I hadn't met him, I would have fallen into darkness.
