Eden didn't waste much time in the room. He quickly washed himself up and soon got dressed in Lysander's clothes.
They suited him well, although they were a bit oversized. But why not?
The knock was still coming from the door, and Eden had just stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed.
Lysander was still asleep. Eden casually glanced at him. Still asleep, huh? he thought.
He guessed he'd have to leave him there and head out for his daily business.
Eden approached the door and pulled it open, only to meet Lysander's personal butler standing there in the company of some guards.
They had been knocking, trying to wake Lysander up, but it hadn't been fruitful.
And as soon as they saw Eden stepping out of the room, they froze, stunned.
Their eyes darted from Eden's face to the clothes he was wearing—clothes that were clearly Lysander's.
They blinked, completely shocked to see him there, and more specifically, shocked to see him wearing Lysander's clothes.
