Shall was your close friend and beloved, but you kept it a secret from everyone. But the trouble is, one girl from the workshop fell in love with Shall. She, by cunning and threats, took away the wing of the Shall, thereby becoming its owner, depriving him of his freedom. She took the Shall to her place. With a blank expression on his face, he got into her carriage, whispering after you:

— Sorry.