"These things are supposed to be in low profile, but if you entered like that, no one would believe it," said he, lifting his head. The man had a quite fearsome face with a deep cut mark across his left eye and teeth that looked like they hailed from ancient times—broken and poorly taken care of.
"My fault," the robed man apologized for his mistake. "I just didn't want to feel cold." At his words, the other man laughed a bit ,while the other man Laughing the robed man's hand went inside his robe and took out a letter from it. Without a word, he handed it toward the man.
Taking the letter from the robbed man, the other man opened it and began to read. The table became quiet as he read, and the robed man waited until he finished.
While waiting, he noticed how the table area he was in had no maids walking around. Even the maids walking around the tables seemingly tried to avoid this area.