'That is another plan for the coming future,' sighed Reve.
He had many things on his mind right now. His situation was worse to the point where he had little time to train himself and prepare for his advancement.
Reve transformed back into the form of Reve of Azea. His body broke and reassembled until they fit the look of what he intended.
Getting up, Reve picked up a slip of paper that lay on the side table. It was the same paper that Lord Gawyne gave him a day before.
However, he had scribbled a few things on it. The open books also present on the table were a sign that Reve had focused on deciphering the code yesterday.
It took him hours but he finally solved the code.
Looking at the slip, he pondered on the words he deciphered, "The Frozen Inn. Red room."
This was an invitation. Or to be more specific, it was a message to a specific audience.
