Night fell over the inner city, and with it, a quiet over the streets of the Royal Ballroom.
On one of those streets was Elizabeth; a girl that had just left the Ballroom. She hurriedly disembarked from an inconspicuous horse carriage, only to head for another one down the street a few hurried steps later.
"Teacher, I have arrived." she said as he entered the parked carriage and shut the door, looking at the only other person accompanying her.
It was an elderly person, sitting gingerly across from her in the horse carriage.
This was the ‘teacher’ that Elizabeth had addressed, this figure clad in a long robe of viridian with a cautious expression. His chest was wrapped in rolls of bandages, as if covering a fresh, still bleeding wound.
This man was the same one Benjamin had met before in the outer city; the elder mage from the Academy of Silence.
