Knight Vinicio knocked on the room where Icen would stay. He took a deep breath and made sure no one else was in sight. The door opened and he came inside silently.
"What do you want?" Icen said the moment he faced Vinicio. He sat on the bed and took out the dye in his bag.
"I'm still against this act. I don't like how we lie to Lady Felissa," Vinicio pinched the bridge of his nose due to stress.
"You can't do anything about it," Icen replied and took a wet towel. He put it on his head and scrub his strands until he was satisfied.
At the same time, Vinicio kept looking at him.
After a few minutes, Icen removed the towel and showed his real grey, silvery hair.
"That's more like you, Sir Vicenzo," Vinicio sighed and sat on the chair.
"Hmm," Vicenzo hummed and looked at the dirt in the towel. After cleaning his scalp, he began applying the new dye to his hair.
