"..."
Zoemi turned around and look at girl a bit more carefully.
She had short brown hair and green eyes, which would be a dead giveaway of her being a commoner even if Zoemi would somehow miss that she doesn't have a unique shadow on her own.
Her face looked a bit familiar, but the black-haired boy couldn't link it to any of his memories...
...maybe it was one of the children that were kept by Edung and Boren in the slums of the capital all those years ago...?
No – that one was definitely impossible – Zoemi wasn't a name that anyone knew him by back then simply because that name was given to him only after he got adopted by Mizoe.
"Pardon me, miss, but... do we know each other...?"
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