The silver-haired girl, Crown Princess Runa. Henrie had no idea why the crown princess kept hovering around him every time he visited the palace.
Does she have no friends? Little Henrie thought.
Henrie had rejected Runa's advances to befriend him. This time, he repeated it again. "Shoo! Go away! I'm not going to talk to you," he said.
His voice was still thin, a characteristic of all children. But he felt like a grown man already. He wanted to grow and become a mature person so he could be with Miss Selima.
Yes, Miss Selima was Henrie's first love.
Runa retreated with tearful eyes. She bit her lower lip as she stood a distance away from him. While he was focused on the book, he could hear faint sobbing.
"She's crying," Miss Selima whispered. She looked worried, and Henrie didn't want Miss Selima to worry about anything.
"Hey! Why are you crying?" Henrie shouted. "Stop crying!"
