Winterfell City was swallowed by darkness, a storm lashing across, enveloping the heavens and the earth within its grasp.
Occasional bolts of lightning that pierced through the heavens left heart-stopping scars against the night sky, followed by deafening thunder.
Lion Roar Castle, located atop the hill, seemed to be in the eye of the storm. The violent torrential rain looked like it could pulverize the grand and magnificent castle into ash at any time.
Scholar Doan donned his raincoat and made his way out of Lion Roar Castle towards the North City Gate.
He had just visited Knight Thomas' residence, only to be informed by the servants that after the banquet that night, Knight Thomas did not return to his quarters for rest but had gone to guard the North City Gate.
With no other options, Scholar Doan braved the heavy rain, struggling to reach the North City Gate in the dark night.
