The entire garden was split into three groups of people all engaging in separate conversations when a loud sound of a horn tore through the entire space. Forcing everyone to halt their speech and turn towards the gate.
Standing in between the threshold that connects the rest of the village to the garden, was a bright red haired young man, wearing a black robe with gold embroidery. There was a little stubble on his chin, suggesting that he had grown a beard in the short time that they had been apart.
The going man held a small horn in his hand and wore the brightest smile on his face, he stood alone, suggesting he came by himself.
"Talk about a grand entrance eh." Light announced, sparking confusion in the expressions of everyone standing around the garden.
"Dramatic as ever." Jacob muttered in a low breath, watching Light start to move towards him, not a single twitch on the smile that was almost permanently plastered on his face.
