Imaez had begun observing the city— he saw a great deal of clubs, parties, and even local nobles playing about on the street.
"What a lively city.." He muttered to himself.
Marie had also been making her own observations. Her great intuition had realized a misfortune—
"There's… something off with the air. I can't put my finger on it but, it doesn't feel right."
She looked concerned and troubled.
Lloyd had an irritated expression on his face. He had put his guard up and was prepared for a fight at any moment.
*Something about Angels… it pisses me off!* Lloyd clenched his fist.
All he could do for now was keep his guard up and be ready at a moments notice.
The group walked around for a bit, trying to search for a hotel to stay the night at.
"If I walk around for one more minute… my legs might give up." Lloyd had stuck his tongue out as if he was dying of thirst.
Imaez pointed at a hotel around seven hundred feet away. Imaez squinted and read out—
"Open all hours of the day… Alright, that's where we crash for tonight."
Lloyd had walked in and spoke to the receptionist,
"Hello mademoiselle, could we book 3 rooms? And perhaps you and I could share one…" He smirked.
The receptionist looked at him with a blank stare and said uninterestingly,
"You guys will take rooms 103-105, keys will be given to you at the doors. And you also look like you could be my son, so I'm not going to share a room with you."
Imaez half smiled and Marie snickered at her comment.
The group had walked to the hall where their rooms resided and were greeted by hotel staff—
"Here are your room keys.. and perhaps could you tell me which Houses you belong too?"
Imaez responded, "We belong to Janaden."
"Your voice is quite deep, I didn't know Janaden harbored masculine such as yourself.." She attempted at flirting.
Imaez had looked at her with a blank expression.
She snapped out of her gazing and stated,
"Oh yes, the House of Janaden had been invited to the Noble Ball tomorrow at dusk, make sure to be there!" The staff woman had walked away and the group went to their rooms.
All three shared the same thought—
"A noble ball…" None of them liked the idea of that.
Imaez whispered to himself, "Something's bound to happen."