Hazel returned to the palace in the tranquil hours of the morning, yawning from both exhaustion and sleep. After making sure prince Sebastian was only up to courting and nothing else, she had opted to explore the capital instead of going back to report to Leo. But that only ended up with her drinking the night away and playing darts with drunkards on the streets. She was glad that the drunkards here weren't as perverted as her previous encounters.
Leo had shown her a trail leading to town so she used the same path to go back, but just as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, a figure appeared before her and she looked up.
"You must be Hazel," the man with well defined features and a head full of white hair said in wonderment, giving Hazel a once over look.
"Aren't you supposed to be guarding the crown prince? Where are you coming from at this hour?" He asked with one brow raised, his tone taking a turn to a demanding one.
