Now we are back to the present.
Present.
In the Royal Palace.
Madam Mary's Chamber.
Madam Mary asks confused "I don't think there is no trace of any lady who met our Xavier".
The man still hesitates as if he feels conflicted for some reason.
Mary smiles assured and persuades him "George. You don't have to hesitate. I am just worried about Xavier. I sent you instead of others because I trust only you among the servants. You are the only boy from my country serving me for years here. You are like the other son to me and you too care for Xavier, don't you? I want to know who that lady is. I want to know if that lady is suitable to be Xavier's wife. If that's what our Xavier wants, shouldn't we help him? Would I able to live if he ends up suffering in this political marriage?"
George bows and speaks faintly "There is some information but I don't know how that will help, Your Highness".
Mary's eyes lit and she asks eagerly "What is it?"