“Máni... Why does that sound familiar?” The name rung a bell, something I knew about from long ago. “And your sister? I believe I’d remember meeting the sister of such a beauty as yourself.” I smiled at her, she was indeed beautiful. Tall and slender, and there was something enticing about her modest dress. Something in the back of my head was certain that she looked somewhat familiar, as if I had indeed met someone much like her, though my mind insisted that this familiarity did not extend to their fashion choices.