The very first morning of dawn. Lyon had sat on the chair with fruitful and enchanting food displayed under his chin. The table was long enough to host tens of people but he was alone. Judging by the culinary of food that was served, it seemed like Assid had taken control of the household of Garuda's huge mansion.
His mind was still occupied by the sudden appearance of the imposter from yesterday night. He had kept the garment inside his special stash but the worry in his heart still got the hold of him.
Right after the incident, he had tried to have a conversation with Cecile but the latter already slept like a log. Being the gentleman that he was, he didn't pry any further and let her sleep in peace. However, he didn't expect to wake up so early in the morning.
