Renoa Wandering Through the Past

Romantia does not ask about the past.

It's a phrase that invariably comes up when Romantia is introduced.

Where a person came from, what kind of life they lived, and who might be pursuing them don't matter.

No one pries into such things, either.

That was why Renoa had hidden herself here.

-Clatter, clatter.

In the back of the tavern kitchen.

Renoa was squatting before a wooden basin layered with grease.

She was busy scrubbing dishes caked with grime with a scouring pad.

“Renoa! Are those plates done yet?”...