Her Other Self
Calypso couldn't help but feel smug even as Aurelia kept on glaring at her at every waking moment that they were together. Unlike last night, she was keeping a healthy distance away from him, making sure that their hands would not even touch despite their close proximity to one another. Not that she blamed him for it. He was starting to see just how exactly Aurelia saw the world around her, and he was honestly both astonished and resigned with the conclusion that was slowly forming in his head.
[Her pride is her all,] he inwardly thought as he silently stared at his mate sitting right in front of him in their carriage. [She refuses to let go of her sense of self, even if it's to her own detriment.]
[There are women like that, unfortunately,] Axel hummed in understanding. [And while most of the women that you met that are like that immediately fell to your charms, Aurelia is both too smart and stubborn to admit that she wants you.]