"It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me. How could I harbor anything towards you if I wasn't even born at the time?" Emria consoled the distressed prince.
"But then… Mother died that day… And she was killed…" Zane's clenched fist began trembling vigorously. "It was those Econican mercenaries! That white-haired boy and the black-haired woman who saved him," the prince claimed, to which Emria sighed.
"Haha, you still haven't figured it out?" She asked as she reassumed her cheerful personality.
"What do you mean? That same boy is fighting alongside Chloe right now!" The ignorant prince claimed.
"No no no, you've got it all wrong!" Emria wagged her finger. "That white-haired boy was actually defending the town that day!" She informed, to which Zane recoiled in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?! I literally saw him slaughtering our soldiers!" He exclaimed.
