Moon stood beside the entrance of the grand hall, still patiently waiting for Eve's arrival. He hasn't seen her anywhere and something in him was convincing him that she would still come, that she was just being late. He didn't want to think of the other one, that maybe something must have happened. He shook his head and brushed the odd feeling away and he started to take a stroll back and forth. As he did that, he started to count in numbers in his mind and as he did that, he raised his eyes to look ahead of him. He stopped strolling and miscounted when he saw two royally dressed men, each flanked by their entourage, heading towards the grand hall. One was sturdy while the other was slender and agile. One could see it from the way he walked. They seem to have been discussing something on their way before now because the sturdy man had a smile playing on his lips while the other just stared ahead of him with a straight face as if he was least bothered.