Although Lev had became famous from mouth to mouth brought by gossips, he was still less known to people as they brush him aside as the man who soon Ilyana will be bored with. Now that his appearance had been cleaned and his clothes comes from the expensive silk, no one could guess he was the same man as the rumors. Fiona's eyes bored through him and somewhere Lev questioned why the woman's eyes felt somehow odd. Although she was looking at him, at the same time, he could feel that she wasn't.
"Yes," Ilyana confirmed, smiling back at Fiona. "His name is Lev."
"Lev, nice to meet you," Fiona extended her hand. Lev casually return it with a slight bow of his head, not wanting to hold back her hand which caused the woman's eyes to sheepishly narrow.
Ilyana who saw this chuckled, "Come on, Fiona. He didn't mean badly. Lev just greet people this way." Even though the three of them know it was a lie, they decided not to discuss on it.
