Scarlet leaves sway gently with a light breeze that passes on through. Eyes wander around as if one is in the midst of searching for something or someone. It’s until he comes across some military officials that were carrying a sedan. Another bride or groom to be sacrificed. The raven haired hums in content as he’s kept an eye on the particular person who resides in the sedan. He easily steps up to it, his movements appear elegant as he slips a hand through the mauve curtains. “Come with me.”