"Miss Brown, I don't think it's necessary for you to say her name."
Shard stopped her:
"It was that time she went to Regent's Park for an event. I know you turned around, trying to deliberately avoid potential sight, but she recognized you just from your back, so I came here."
This shows the psychological trauma that the Princess with the light golden hair suffered from that event eight years ago.
The panic and despair on Miss Brown's face did not lessen, she pressed her lips together:
"She still remembers me?"
Shard nodded slightly, his eyes surveying the small kitchen, his own kitchen in the upstairs room 1 was at least three times the size of this:
"Yes, she feels sorry about what happened back then. After you 'burned yourself to death' in your apartment in Velindale City, she was even more saddened. I think if she hadn't always been thinking about you, she couldn't have identified you just by a silhouette."
Shard spoke frankly:
