Charmine
Legacy Name: Charmine

She's always been looking for love. And she finally may have found it - in none other than her own brother.

"Rust," she says, catching up with him on the way to the forest. The hazy mist shadowing the trees appears ominous and is noth the best setting for someone about to declare their love. "I...I need to talk to you."

"What is it this time, Charmine? Did you break another one of my precious stones?" he growls, spinning around on the spot.

"No. It's about..." The Sweetheart Jollin pauses before taking a deep breath and continuing her sentence. "...It's about you. And me, I suppose."

Autumn Rust glares at her. He's never been a fan of romance, and he's not about to start up one. Especially not with his own sister. He loves her, but not in that way.

"I...I like you, okay?" she says finally. "I really do. I can't help that you're my own brother. Please. We can make this work."

"Charmine, no. Get your act together," he scolds, walking on.

She stares after the Montre and remains in her place. A sudden flash of electric blue from her eyes causes Rust to jump and turn back around.

"You will love me," she snarls as the wisps of blue wrap around her body and elevate her into the air. "And you'll enjoy every single second of it." The smaller pink hearts in the grey outline of the bigger ones dotted across her torso glow, and the woods surrounding them emits candy blue and pale pink lights from every pathway. She raises one paw, and with a flick of it, the entire forest turns into one big candyland. Toffee rivers, candy cane tree trunks, liquorice fungi, chocolate-covered peanut rocks, emerald gummy grass, and various other sweet-themed scenery lines the valley.

With another flick of her other paw, two huge, floating, baby blue candy hearts appear in front of her. One sports a bright red heart, and the other, a black spade. "Choose wisely," she whispers, and vanishes, only to reappear again at Rust's side.

"Pick which one you like," she mutters to him, still glowing. Her dark blue pupils have disappeared and her eyes are just layers of shiny blue. "But just remember, it's all game. One path will lead to your home, and one...well, I'll leave you to find out where the other goes." She floats back and upwards, and blows a kiss to Rust. Instead of an air kiss, though, bright pink flames soar out of her mouth to form a heart shape, which sinks of its own accord around Rust's neck.

"Good luck," her voice echoes, and she dissolves into the mist, her bright blue eyes as cold as ice.

Sugar and spice and all things nice

I know you won't fall for the same trick twice

So I'll follow you round, enjoying the thrill of the chase

But one thing's for sure: you're staying in this place.