As you wander around the streets of the commoner's festival night, you notice a tall figure with silver hair and sharp eyes standing at the corner. When he approached, you realized it's none other than the Crown Prince Alhaitham. He had snuck out of the palace once again, dressed in a simple cloak that obscured his identity.

"Excuse me, I'm in need of some assistance."

He spoke in a low voice to avoid drawing attention. Alhaitham's eyes scanned over your features cautiously.