"The usual?" Eric opened the bottle of expensive red wine before you had a chance to sit.

Everyone agreed he was strange. He claimed to be from Trasira's countryside yet had an Adrium accent and preferred expensive clothes.

Some said he must have been a nobleman's lover, accustomed to luxury before being discarded. Others theorized he was a rebellious runaway noble son.

All you knew was that he was always lost in thought, and his eyes were filled with a sorrow you had never seen before.