The Pavilion had a few aristocrats roaming around, but not to the extent that they'll bother looking at him padding his way towards the fountain with a statue of a dragon in the middle, spouting water from it's mouth. The fountain was painted in white, as well as the dragon, making the water appear as though it ripples with sparkles.Sighing, Kaylus sat on the bench that was under a lollipop-trimmed tree and started to soothe himself by watching and listening to the water flowing from the dragon's mouth. The statue seemed surreal, as if it stirs something in him. Something familiar, and yet, whatever it is, he can't point it out.Reaching out to his pocket, he grabbed the flaring ruby, ignoring the burning pain it caused on his right palm. He can't do magic here, it'll be dangerous for his family's reputation.He glimpsed to the water again and suddenly,  he felt the tiniest tingle of sensation at the back of his n