"HAVE YOU calmed down, child?"
Neoma nodded after drinking the tea that Serafina made for her.
Right now, the two of them were having an afternoon tea under the huge tree in that place. Wherever it was.
"I'm calm now, Grandma," Neoma said politely. "Thank you for the tea."
After she had calmed down, her head cleared up a bit.
She thought the name 'Serafina' sounded familiar. That was when she remembered the young princess that she met when the Eternal Flame "rescued" her.
"Seraphine," Neoma said the name out loud. "Your name reminded me of that child's name, Grandma."
Serafina, who was still knitting, smiled. "All the Aethers are named Seraphine."
"Ah. Is that so? The child introduced herself as 'Seraphine de Moonasterio,' so I had no idea."
"Callisto de Luca killed that child even before she got her first period. She had lived longer as an Aether than a human. Hence, it wasn't a surprise that she had forgotten her own name."
