"A mask?" he muttered to himself.
Leonid picked up the teapot and poured tea into his cup. Setting back the teapot on the saucer, his eyes once again watched the unusual man who approached Nadeshda and her friend's table. His attention was piqued and he watched them intently.
"Leader! You're here?" Irina asked, hurriedly closing her sketchbook and hugging it against her chest.
"Hello, leader. I'm glad to see you outside of our gathering!" Daria chirped, smiling widely at their leader.
Prince Nikolai, wearing his mask smiled at the girls as he ran his fingers through his now blonde hair, "How are you girls doing?"
"Doing good, we are actually here to discuss our theme for our new short story," Tatiana said as her eyes darted down to the messenger bag that their leader was carrying over his shoulder.
"Are you here for some business?"
