"So, madam, do you love him? I heard that you, like Mr. and Mrs. Enriques, were childhood sweethearts. Back then, Mr. Osenfort hadn't made his fortune and was just a sailor, while your father was a well-known local merchant."
Upon hearing Shard's inquiry, the eyes behind the veil closed, and after a long moment, she continued:
"Yes, I love him very much. Sometimes, I'm not even sure how I should love him."
These are strange words, but Haila Osenfort is quite strange herself.
"By the way, I don't know your maiden name before marriage. Oh, no offense, just a bit curious."
"Worsent."
Shard thought for a moment and couldn't recall hearing that surname in Randall Valley. Haila Osenfort seemed to see his confusion and softly explained:
"Three years ago, my parents passed away in an accident, and the family has since declined."
The wedding between the woman in front of him and Ston Osenfort took place two years ago.
"I'm really sorry."
