Dutan and Vivian stood at the front of a door where Dutan had knocked. The sky had turned dark and possibly gloomier. Snow covering every inch of the ground turning it white and cold. It wasn't the time of night but the weather turned to a dull one compared to the earlier time when both Leo and she had come out for lunch.
Some of the houses had started to light lantern outside the houses and the torch was burnt at the pole lamps that were placed around the town. The pole lamp had a top plate which avoided the snow from getting in and extinguishing the fire that was lit.
They had picked to go to the last house as that was where the path led to the next town which Leonard and Heuren had gone to talk to the boy and the man.
When the door opened, "Dutan greeted the elderly woman with a bright smile, "Good evening, milady."
"Good evening," the woman looked at them skeptically, "What do you want?"
