Watching night fall on Gong-Men, Lord Shen looked out the window with his hands clasped behind his back. The last rays of the sun fell on his face, illuminating the pale, even too pale skin of the man. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed some movement from the side and, turning his head slightly to the side, saw you.

What brings you here at this hour?

He asked in a cold and insinuating voice, narrowing his blood-red eyes suspiciously.