Treas's Circumstances

The ring that the old man wore looked similar to the one Lyon received from the seductive woman that played as an overseer in The Crown. The one he won from 'destroying' the unnamed stone that kept regenerating. The VVIP ring as a symbol of the most revered guest in Treas's auction.

However, the one on his finger was slightly different from the one he had. It had more aesthetic yet it looked a lot simpler at the same time. Lyon knew it was most possibly more valuable than his.

"Oh? This old ring? It's my wedding ring, my wife gave it to me."

Lyon raised his eyebrows, he could see the tinge of longing inside both of his weary eyes. (It seemed I touched a really personal matter, better apologize before—).

"My wife and I, we are born from a really different class, a toad and a swan people called us,"

(Shit! Too late!) thought Lyon as blacklines appeared all over his face.