The lounge was peaceful as Maris and Lucan enjoyed their morning tea, but the distant clamor outside was becoming harder to ignore. Lucan furrowed his brows as he took another sip, listening to the strange commotion that seemed to echo down the street. There was a loud thud, like something heavy had collapsed, followed by the muffled shouts of men.
"It's noisy outside, isn't it? Did something happen?" Lucan mused, his eyes glancing toward the window.
Maris paused, her teacup halfway to her lips, tilting her head in thought. "Do you think snow fell from the roof?" she asked, her voice soft and curious. It was still early in the morning, a time when the town had only just begun to stir. The streets shouldn't have been lively enough to explain such a ruckus.
"Maybe... This is a popular tourist spot," Lucan replied, his tone neutral. "It's possible some excited youngsters are just fooling around. But still, I'd prefer if you didn't wander outside alone."
