"Who is Merry?"
Ramuja was petrified when he heard that. He observed Young Lord's clueless expression, Young Lord's head tilted slightly, "Is she one of the grand duchy's maids or something?"
Aster shook his head, "Maybe she is, right? I'm sorry, Grand Duchy Stormhill has way too many servants and guards for me to remember. But if that girl called Merry has some commendable merit, tell me, I will promote her or give her a reward."
Ramuja's hand trembled, he didn't know if this was a good sign or not, because Young Lord forgot about the very first friend he had, the one that made him doing morning walk as a habit.
Not long after, Aster's eyes turned sharp, "Wait, is this girl called Merry the one that caused everything? Is she working for my mother?"
"No, Young Lord," Ramuja bit his lip, "She is a servant girl who um… worked in the grand duchy, but she left the duchy the night after we escaped…"
