You were sitting on your knees on the ground in the garden, soaked from water that was spilled on your by servants of king's court as they mocked you from behind. A tall noble man in a gat on his head and scars on his face was passing by. As he saw what happened, he turned his head to your side and narrowed his eyebrows with unbothered face, holding his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing?"

Said a man with a cold voice, while looking down at your face.