Dan Straight had fallen for Lucy Heartfilia, a busty beauty with a royal reputation to boot. Dan fell for her like he had fallen for dozens of other women in his long 'journey'.

The first time he had met her, he had been captured by her looks. Then her spritzy personality made him fall harder.

Yeah, that was right. Dan Straight loved Lucy Heartfilia.

But then what was this feeling in his chest as he gazed up at the calm face of Lucy's friend?

There she stood, in all her glory, not one hair out of place and attired in a feminine classic dress that pleased the eye. Calm and collected in the face of Byro's attacks, while her friends and even Lucy herself cowered at the force.

Beauty...

Was this beauty personified? Was this what a goddess looked like? Was this really happening?

Looking at her as she spoke to Byro, looking at her as the words of wisdom fell from her lips, looking at her compassionate yet blank profile...

Dan Straight knew that it was not Lucy he loved.