She was a girl like the sunshine on the coast.
Gentle, warm, her voice could soothe the chaotic pain inside him.
"Lola Yeke..."
During the many days after they met, he could always hear her calling his name with a smile. In the corridor, in the courtyard, in the sunshine and breeze, in the quiet, cold evenings.
"Lola Yeke, why are you always alone?"
"Lola Yeke, why do you throw away the food distributed? You have to eat well..."
"Lola Yeke..."
The young court maid with blonde hair had a bright and friendly personality, showing the utmost kindness even to someone like him of uncertain origin and lowly status.
And he could only show the same gentle, innocent expression, thanking her for her concern with humility and courtesy.
—Don't worry about me, I'm rather solitary and don't like participating in noisy occasions.
—Food... Ah, it's not that I'm picky, it's just that I've already eaten elsewhere.
