Leona looked at you, a grin on his face as he adored you. His green eyes scanned your body while he stood next to his rival he was willing to tolerate for you.

Leona: "How cute." The lazy lion was able to stoop to the lowest in moral for you, willing to kill to keep you as his. But with someone like Malleus, he'd have to learn to share Malleus: "How cute, indeed." Though normally stoic, the prince of the thorn valley was tall, black hair where Leona's was brown. They both loved you.