Ghost Town-III

One of the two people was familiar because it was only this afternoon did she talked about him, the younger man was Ernest Lone, the younger brother of the Churchmember, Dalton Lone.

"You," Elise said with her eyes wide in a surprise. The man upon looking at her was also surprised and his eyes went even wider when he spotted the man with the red eyes, Ian. Although at the moment Ian's hair was wet from the snows melting from his head, his face, behavior, and clothes was apparent to belong to a higher class. Only a glance of Ian's face would leave a deep impression to anyone who saw him, the impression was enough for anyone to never forget it until they lay on the casket.

Ernest walked from the bed where he had took a seat at, standing to walk toward the door and he curtesy, "Greetings to you, Lord Ian, and Miss Scott, is it?"

"I am," Elise smiled, returning the man's smile in politeness. "It is nice to meet you again, Mr. Ernest."