"Young Master, are you still awake?" Rian's voice echoed through the silence as she entered in Theron's quarters with a few maids behind her back. They were carrying a few sets of clothes in their hands. Among it were several fine garments that he had never seen before.
Rian and the maids stopped in front of Theron who was seated on his bed, reading a book about magic.
"Is it time already?" Theron questioned as he stood up. He went near them to check all the fine garments they had brought.
"Yes, Young Master. The Lord had asked us to prepare already. You will leave in an hour." Rian informed Theron as she signaled the maids behind her to show what they had brought.
"Please select what you like here, Young Master. Your father had prepared each formal clothes with care." Rian smiled before stepping aside so that Theron could choose from the selection.
