Western Fantasy: the Strongest in Another World Starting from the Princess

"Who are you?" "Kyle Ashford. The most declining nobleman in the North. He failed the life fire test and will be exiled to the mine next month." "What about you?" "Alicia Valoran. The ninth princess of the empire, a sacrifice appointed by the eldest prince, will be stuffed into the crack next month." "... So we share the same soul?" "Yes. You are waiting to die in the north, and I am waiting to die in the imperial capital. A perfect match." "... Take care." She was silent for a moment and her voice was very soft. "You too. Don't die." His tone was rare and serious. "Can't bear to leave me?" Alicia's lips curved slightly. "I can't bear to leave you. If you die, where can I find someone so good-looking?" Kyle grinned, turned and walked towards the door. In the White Crow Palace in the imperial capital, Alicia smiled silently in front of the bronze mirror.