During lunch, Cedric had a visitor. It was his father's sister, her Royal Highness Leila.
"Oh, it's nice to know you're back, dear," Leila burst and hugged Cedric the instant she saw him.
"It's nice to see you too, Aunt Leila. You're looking as young as ever," Cedric said with a sweet smile. Though he did not remember the woman, he could feel a strong bond of blood with her and she was one of the nicest persons he had met since his accident. She was bubbly and so lively that there could never be a single dull moment around her.
"Your cousin, that brat! Ah, Cedric, my dear, can you convince her to return home now? It's been a year already since she ran away!" His Aunt Leila pleaded with her exaggerated pitiful eyes staring at him.
