Percival hadn't really thought much about romance since regressing. To be fair, he hadn't really thought about it in his old life either. However, there was one girl who things had almost worked out with.
Princess Corisande.
Cori. He remembered her diamond eyes, the way she had looked at him with genuine curiosity back in Hollowcreek, before the blood and the chase.
She had not been part of his Party, but he had met her in the former timeline many times. They used to talk on the highest level of her father's castle, before he set out into Gate Worlds and finally, into Akuma Island.
A bitter pang of regret tightened his chest. She didn't know who he was in this timeline; all their talks and laughs had never really happened.
Now, she must have thought of him as a savage who slaughtered his way through everything.
Percival didn't think she was wrong ultimately. Perhaps things were never meant to be between them. Perhaps he would never even see her again.
