The night fell, with the silver moon shining brightly.
After a dusty journey, Viscount Fein finally arrived at Silver Moon City once again.
The residents of the city were already asleep, the paved streets were desolate, with nothing in sight but the Night Patrol Squad making their rounds.
"Take me to the Half-Elf Palace." Viscount Fein ordered the coachman in a fatigued voice.
The coachman hesitated, "Sir, it's already late. It might be inappropriate to go to the palace at this hour..."
Viscount Fein raised the curtain of the carriage and scolded coldly, "Are you questioning my order?"
"No, no!" The coachman shrunk his head in fright and quickly drove the carriage towards the Half-Elf Palace.
Shortly after, the carriage arrived in front of the palace's gate.
As it was Viscount Fein's third visit to Silver Moon City, the guards at the gate recognized him. They scrutinized him thoroughly, and then opened the gate, allowing the carriage to enter the palace.
