"Look, that's him, on the stairs..."
"A-are you sure he's not a she?"
"Sshh. He might hear you. You don't want to mess with Gold ranks"
"But isn't he too beautiful to be a boy!?"
In a huge and fancy hall, different types of people were loitering around and drinking together. Some were whispering as a golden-haired teenager, about 12 years old, was walking down the stairs.
"I heard a rumor once that he was a god"
"Pft. Why do you believe such nonsense"
"It's true, my brother was there during the parley a year back"
"Just because he has golden hair does not mean he's the same person!"
"Hhmm… If only we can see him naked, he'll be able to determine-"
"I will report you to the guards"
