Struck by a large snowball in the face, Amelia couldn't help but let out a slight 'hiss', and as the snowball shattered, tiny clumps of snow fell into her collar, the chill prompting her to 'hiss' involuntarily.
Removing her right glove, she wiped the fine snowflakes from her face, her gaze fixed on the human man who had pelted her with the snowball.
In her deep blue eyes, there was anger but also confusion.
Had she mistaken the person?
The name was the same, the appearance too, but the personality... seemed completely different from her former companion named Lance.
The former companion, Lance, was honest and simple, taciturn, not fond of fooling around.
Usually, when the rest of them were laughing and chasing each other around, he would sit quietly aside, not participating, occasionally smiling as he watched them play.
More often, he liked to stay by himself, studying and concocting Extraordinary Elixirs; in the group, his presence was the least felt.
