The girl's enthusiasm comes quickly and leaves quickly.
It's like petting a cat—one moment she's mesmerized by its silky fur and soft belly, the next she's tired and unwilling to pat the base of its raised tail anymore.
What's more, Soto isn't the kind of proud, adorable little creature. He's large, dangerous, with rough fur and odd features, carrying an infinite heat within him.
Roy is disinclined to explain her capriciousness, nor does she consider how much trouble she's caused Soto.
She is not entirely the pure, kind, and gentle Duke's daughter.
