She ran up to Ryan Linton and looked at his face.
He looked to be about seventeen, tall and lanky, with an unbelievably handsome face. But his dark, jet-black eyes seemed to hold a look of displeasure.
'It was him, it was really him!'
'The boy who had saved me from the water cistern when I was twelve!'
Ashley Grant joyfully grabbed Ryan Linton's arm and said excitedly, "It's you! Do you remember me? I'm Ashley. Ashley Grant."
Someone had suddenly run up, startling him. Ryan Linton gave her a brief glance and said with displeasure, "You've got the wrong person."
With that, he pulled his arm back.
Ashley held on, refusing to let go, and said excitedly, "It is me, Ashley! Five years ago, at Mount Giltspire in Kingsbridge, Lionne, in Albion, you saved a little girl your age from a water cistern behind the rockery. Remember? That girl was me!"
"You said you were from Celestia and were visiting with your older sister. We played together for several days, remember?"
