Albrecht was visibly shocked and reacted loudly the moment she said her name. Kaye spoke with frustration, though there was a trace of something more beneath her words.

Albrecht: WHAAAA~?!

Kaye: I already have my own name... But I don't know the other side of who I used to be.

Still reeling, Albrecht took a deep breath to steady himself. A gentle smirk played on his lips as he reached out and took her wrist.

Albrecht: Let’s have breakfast first.

Kaye blushed, but barely had time to respond before he took off running, almost floating in air by his strength, dragging her along. She let out a startled scream while thinking. He laughed, pulling her toward the tavern with childlike excitement.

Kaye: (WHY THIS GUY WAS TOO STRONG?!) WAAAAH~!

Albrecht: Then we’ll talk about it there!

Albrecht: Good morning, ladies and gentlemen! I have some good news to share!

Sire Berk: Looks like he’s finally found himself a lady!

The off-duty Pious soldiers gathered with Sire Berk burst into laughter at his teasing. Albrecht chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.

Albrecht: Hehe, she's just a guest, that’s all. And for the record, I’m still only 19, Sire Berk! Tsk, drunk again this early? Can’t wait for the next revelry, huh?

Sire Berk: "Of course lad, ahei! I’m just glad to see you finally have a damsel to court!"

Albrecht: *Throws his arms and legs out dramatically, face flushed with embarrassment* Ugh—Sire Berk!

Meanwhile, a short distance away, Kaye stood silently, glaring at her hand. It had swollen from the force of Albrecht’s grip earlier. She bit back tears, her expression a mix of pain and quiet anger. 

Moments later, they sat at a table bathed in warm sunlight. Albrecht munched on a thick slice of bread stuffed with ham and cheese. He turned to Kaye with a playful grin, holding out a piece.

Albrecht: "Care for a bite, little lady?"

Kaye shook her head, politely refusing. Albrecht shrugged and continued eating. Meanwhile, Kaye’s expression shifted—caught somewhere between shock and disgust—as she stared off in another direction, her thoughts clearly unsettled.

Kaye: (Anong shorty dyan?)

Albrecht: (First time having breakfast with a damsel... What am I even supposed to say?)

Both of them have thoughts. He took a bite of his bread just as Kaye spoke, her tone calm and neutral.

Kaye: So, you're 19 years old?

Albrecht: *Mouth full* Y-Yeah... Why do you ask?

Kaye: You seem nervous talking to someone your own age.

Albrecht was suddenly struck by how the sunlight made her seem to glow, even though her expression remained neutral. Something stirred within him—an unfamiliar feeling—as his thoughts began to wander again.

Albrecht: (That sparkle... Anyway she's...)

A heavy pause settled between them.