Though it was a really cold night, the young man with his compressed shirt felt as if it's just any other day for him. Busy contemplating he didn't notice that a guard was approaching him.
One of the guards got near enough to the young man and greet him politely, "Good evening sir,"
His voice slightly startled the young man as he broke out from his contemplating. Furrowing his eyebrows, he looked at the guard but soon noticed the building beyond the gate.
"Good evening to you too," said Lyon with a smile. His annoyed expression was erased the moment he knew had arrived at the destination.
"May I ask where are you going sir?" asked the guard politely. It was normal for him to ask this question since Lyon's clothing was out of the ordinary.
"Oh, I'm going to the banquet," said Lyon as he pointed out the building on top of the stairs.
