"But I can't agree to your request, Mr. Shaw," Dodo said, looking down at William Shaw.
She had to admit, he was perfect.
But love... had nothing to do with perfection.
"I'm very sorry about what happened to your mother..." her voice trailed off as she spoke.
William Shaw closed his eyes for a moment: "My mother's matter... I've decided not to think about it anymore."
"But..." Dodo felt she couldn't continue, "but you know, it was me who..."
"Don't blame yourself," William Shaw looked at Dodo, "Your Highness, you are not to blame for what happened that day. If there must be blame, first, it lies with my mother, for she plotted against you. Second, I'm also to blame, for I failed in my duty to protect the Princess."
Dodo looked at William Shaw, noticing a hint of hesitation in his expression, as if he was debating whether to continue.
"Princess Hannah," he finally decided to go on, "that day, I was knocked out... When I came to... I didn't know if you and I..."
