Kizeler finished his meal in silence after reminiscing about the events that happened on the day of his arrival. Then he left the tavern to take a look at the situation in the city.
Most of the establishments were closed, and the main street, which had just an ounce of snow the day before, was now entirely covered with a thick pile of soft, cold matter.
"What am I supposed to do now?" Kizeler uttered as he looked up and sighed.
Afterward, he began to walk in the direction where the entrance to the castle gate was located. Like he expected, there were still knights marching and guarding the place. Without any concrete plan in mind, he just let his feet move, and after a few minutes of constant walking, he arrived in an area with several trees and bushes.
"Is this some kind of park or maybe a garden?" He blurted out his thoughts.
