“…what can I get for you?”

Diluc leaned against the bar counter as you sat on a chair, a cloak hiding your face and body. The male raised an eyebrow at your suspicious appearance and tilted his head as he took a glance at your face.

His eyes widened and he nearly fell to the ground in shock as your familiar features hit him like a punch in the gut and he started to stutter.

“Y-Your Grace?! What are you-what are you doing here-?!”