At the inn.
Aristia stared at the boy from where she sat on a chair beside the bed.
Adeline had cleaned him moments ago.
Now that he had been cleaned, he looked better. Even with the bruises and cuts on his face, Aristia could still tell that he had a handsome appearance. He had silver hair and lavender eyes.
Aristia had seen his eyes before he fainted.
The boy made no movement as he continued to sleep.
Adeline left the room on Aristia's orders to talk to the inn manager.
"Is the food ready?" She asked.
"Almost, my lady." The inn manager, a fat man with a mustache that curved upward at the end, replied.
"Bring it into the room when it's ready."
Adeline turned to leave the inn. She had to go with Lucas to get a new set of clothes for the boy. His clothes were dirty and torn. It was unsuitable to be worn. So the boy was currently wearing one of the inn's guest coat.
A few minutes after Adeline left the inn, Aristia left the room for a glass of water.
