A man was clad in a black dress, his neatly combed medium coffee brown hairs that were tousled some time back was busy talking with the guest. A servant passed beside him after offering a drink that the man accepted gladly. He needed it then. The guests around him were all women of different ages. Their eyes glinted with excitement as some of them took the measures to throw suggestive glances at the man.
Ruth's eyes couldn't miss the group as it stood out in the hall. She was still getting a hold of the happenings. Her eyes couldn't decide where to stop for more than a few seconds as they were taking in the surroundings hungrily. Her brain worked hard to keep all those memories safe and fresh in her mind for the rest of her life, for there was no way that she would get another chance to look at any of them.
