Anon is sitting outside the castle near a waterfall, alone. He is drinking his wine and puffing smoke from his cigar.
"What a lovely moon," Anon spoke as he looked at the sky.
'Is she looking at me?' Anon wondered as he turned his eyes toward his right a bit and noticed Faith standing at some distance from him.
She was standing near the carriages with her soldiers.
"Hahaha... and do you know what he said after that?"
"What?"
"It's my grandmother, you idiot..."
"Hahahaha..."
The soldiers were laughing and having a good time, but Faith had a very sad expression on her face as she observed Anon looking toward the moon.
'How lonely... He looks so heartbroken. I should talk to him, but what if I break his heart even more? I shouldn't talk to him, but I can't control my feelings...' Faith thought as she looked at Anon.
"Commander... Why are you standing there? Come on over here. I am telling jokes." One of the soldiers spoke.