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Indeed, she doesn't look very similar. She even seemed more reserved than her father, but that's not surprising. And her mother wasn't around for comparison. I wonder if she was busy with her own affairs right now? Or had she already left the world of the living, which was the root of Rita and Shara's problem, as she was the link between them? Perhaps it will become clear later, although it's not really Alaria's business. It's not her right to interfere in the personal affairs of this family just out of curiosity. It definitely wasn't a good idea to ask about it, so as not to stir up memories or get into an awkward situation when Rita's mother comes out of the next room. — Nice to meet you, Nanarita,” the swordswoman smiled kindly at the girl, then introduced herself, “My name is Alaria.