Bab 242: I wanted to see the old you

Francis' birthday party.

When I first saw him, his black hair and red eyes were beautiful.

Among the apes who admired us, he alone looked at us with hatred.

Those red eyes of his,  shining crimson red but also dark and gloomy, looked at Leofric with pure and deep hatred.

I held back tears at the sight of him and also held back the grin on my mouth that I couldn't hide until the end.

"Who is that girl?" I asked one of the gate guards about a beautiful girl who could be lined up with us, wearing clothes we had never seen.

"She is the daughter of the Boldenville family, my lady," but I didn't care about the girl; my question was only to trigger my question afterward.

"Then, the black-haired one that talked to her earlier?"

"That's her knight; if I'm not mistaken, his name is Allen."

"Allen..." I started to get interested in him.