"It'll be wonderful to see you all later." Gareth bowed to each party as they left, and he found himself lingering alone in the stands. The sun began to set and the sky grew into a blend of purples and blues and oranges, some stars beginning to show with the moon as Harker started off towards his home in the quickly fading light of dusk. He unlocked the door to his humble abode, a small living space with enough to live and still have some leisure, and he closed the door behind him, entering his house. It was a little dark inside, and he lit a candle or two in the darkest corners to brighten the place. In his own quarters, he began to strip and don his formal attire. Gareth would be only one of few commoners at the feast, and in his somewhat dapper appearance, hopefully he would be pleasing to look at and talk to.