He looked at the stage again. Four people had already gathered at the front already, sitting on chairs on the side. When Theo saw their expressions, it felt like they seemed to do it almost every day.
The one to the right was a man in deep navy robes, embroidered with silver thread with sharp geometric patterns. There was a scholar's cap on his head, and there was this air of strictness around him.
To his surprise, his eyes went to the one in the other corner, and it was not only because she was beautiful, but Theo saw she was wearing leather armor and a sword.
Her armor had black metal patches at all the vitals that somewhat matched with what Theo's armor had. When he was staring at her, she noticed his gaze soon enough and looked at him.
Theo didn't break the eye contact but gave a slight bow to give respect.
Yet the woman moved her eyes right away, making Theo feel awkward that she may not have been looking at him.
