"If you don't work, you won't eat," Katrina said, trembling, as countless scars etched onto her body. The painful truth and her words and actions were too much for Clarence to bear, and he embraced her. "There's no need to apologize, just tell me your real name." Pierced by his unwavering gaze, Katrina revealed her name, trembling, and he gently told her, "I want to get to know you." Surprised but relieved to finally have a place to belong, Charles, who had learned of her survival, was seething with a dark desire for revenge.

Katrina, receiving her training as a young lady in preparation for a ball, goes shopping in the capital with Clarence and others. She buys clothes, pretending it's all practice, and feels genuinely happy as he awkwardly escorts her. However, when she is alone to buy gifts for everyone in the mansion, fate takes a sudden turn. She is confronted by the hateful Charles and Madame Sachaval. Her peaceful time is shattered by this horrible reunion.