The commander led the young travelers to a refined establishment, one with a violin playing in the background – acting like a gentle blanket that hides the subtle chattering of the people inside.
Candles lit the tables while a massive chandelier illuminates the entire room, as glasses and silverwares reflect the amber shade of the fire-lit candles.
Vases filled with red roses decorated the clothed tables, providing a sweet scent similar to those of a meadow in midsummer.
As they walked inside, the group was greeted by a young man not older than Darius. He was wearing a well-kept black suit and a neatly places red bowtie.
The young man has a faint smile on his face as he speaks, "Good evening gentlemen," he said before turning to Jessica, "Madam." He gave the young woman a slow nod.
"Table for four?" The young man asked.
"No, we will have a private room," the commander quickly replied.
