The night is deep, yet there are no stars visible in the sky. Only a thin mist shrouds the entire city, making this vast imperial capital seem ethereal and elusive.
The weather has cooled down. Even though frost month is still some time away, fog has descended early upon the plains of Aldernon, which is most prone to fog. In the past week, there were foggy days on five out of ten days—and based on the climate patterns of previous years, the frequency of fog over the next half month to a month in the plains will increase.
Daniel donned a coat and left his room. He walked through the dark corridors of the mansion and leisurely arrived at the balcony, gazing at the streets of Aldernon submerged in mist from afar.
