Psch.
Deep crimson cherries were crushed between lips and teeth, a sweet and sour fragrance filling the mouth.
Roy placed the remaining pit and stem onto a small designated dish, leisurely wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, and then lifted his gaze to look at the man.
A certain youthful face from memory gradually overlapped with the one in front of him.
Geoffrey.
Geoffrey Hans.
Roy started attending social gatherings at a very young age.
As a noble offspring, social etiquette was a required course. She often received invitations to play with children from other families. Occasionally, she would invite them to the Duke Mansion.
Speaking of play, most of the time was spent sitting in pretty round chairs, posing like little adults, sampling afternoon tea pastries. The daughters of various families chatted about inconsequential topics, like today's weather, the latest hat styles trending in the capital, and the significance of the necklaces they wore.
