[The woman's stern reply does nothing to erase the smirk upon his lips.
Their 'marriage' was just a sham to appease the desperate masses of Spira. He never truly loved her and probably never will. Yuna was nothing more than a pawn for his schemes, a pawn to be used. The people loved her for simply existing. She's the daughter of Lord Braska after all, the champion who used the Final Summon to bring the Calm. Her father's legacy carried her name and nothing else. Seymour had thought to use her fame and namesake to become the savior of their world but all hopes were dashed by this idiotic woman and her many guardians.
Mentioning such, he already noticed that she's alone here in this strange new realm. How peculiar. Whatever happened to that loudmouth boy? The vermin that clung to Yuna's boots doesn't seem to be near.
A pity.]
Ah, true. We never did consummate our union.
[His smirk widens briefly until the crass brunette dared to speak again. It's then that Seymour wears a more impassive expression.]
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Their 'marriage' was just a sham to appease the desperate masses of Spira. He never truly loved her and probably never will. Yuna was nothing more than a pawn for his schemes, a pawn to be used. The people loved her for simply existing. She's the daughter of Lord Braska after all, the champion who used the Final Summon to bring the Calm. Her father's legacy carried her name and nothing else. Seymour had thought to use her fame and namesake to become the savior of their world but all hopes were dashed by this idiotic woman and her many guardians.
Mentioning such, he already noticed that she's alone here in this strange new realm. How peculiar. Whatever happened to that loudmouth boy? The vermin that clung to Yuna's boots doesn't seem to be near.
A pity.]
Ah, true. We never did consummate our union.
[His smirk widens briefly until the crass brunette dared to speak again. It's then that Seymour wears a more impassive expression.]
I beg your pardon? You did...what?