“Alright, so here we are.”
I said looking at the atmosphere of the big house filled with people in shabby black clothes. I got down from the roof of an inn and then walked slowly towards it. A quiet gaze pierced my heart. I then moved my legs trying to push away that gaze. There is a sharp thorn that piercing straight into my heart, their curses becoming more intense after they see my figure wearing my white and yellow clothes. A tall figure then walked towards me and says.
“Hey kiddo, you aren’t supposed to be here.”
“Ohh, I’m sorry, my name is Zvin, I am has been sent by the Dravistic king to look into the situation here."
“Ohh, I see… so you’re the King’s representative, come… Let’s talk inside.”