The hunter stepped his foot on the premise of the circus. He tilted his head slightly and took in the sight of what used to be his entire world. Snow's entire world.
Now, the only thing that was there was simply disdain and memory.
Commoners darted out of the circus like ants. They avoided him and scattered to either side. Their gazes stuck on the ground, not even dare to look at him. They're afraid that even a simply gaze could drag them into the nightmare that they weren't even connected to.
Behind Siderius, Ashe led Red by his reins.
Behind her, Kraus and his men followed.
They whispered lowly but Ashe could still hear what they're saying.
"Is that... our boss?"
"He looks fierce..."
"His white hair. What happened to him?"
Kraus looked back at his men and shushed them. "If you value your life, shut your damn mouth."
They closed their jaws and sneakily looked after Siderius. Luckily, he wasn't looking back at them.
