With a heart pounding with elation, I returned to my room at the Duke of Hohenberg's residence, bringing with me the precious box containing the five recording devices created by that mysterious, handsome wizard.
Oh God, I forgot his name! I forgot to ask the name of that heart-stirring face. But it's fine, we'll meet again, right? There will definitely be a chance to ask, "Uh, what's your name, handsome wizard?" while pretending to be casually forgetful. A perfect strategy!
Let's forget about my foolishness for now. Let's discuss the current situation.
Mary and Clara followed me with curious expressions, like two kittens trying to peek inside a milk jar. But I had sworn to myself—this was a historical moment! No interruptions allowed.
"No one is allowed in!" I dramatically declared, closing my room door. "History does not wait for the hesitant!"
Clara quietly answered from outside, "But history also needs dinner, Lady..."
