Carnevale day had been greeted with laughter and happiness in the streets of Ragunna. Music, shows, fun and joy floated in the air, mixed with the delicious aromas of the food in the restaurants. In the main square there was a group of echoes making a wonderful show.

Among all that joviality, a figure just watched from the balcony in his office, away from the intoxicating aroma of wine and the sound of laughter. Fenrico just watched the square center in the distance, knowing that his younger sibling was in such a spectacle; probably dancing, reciting poems, drinking wine. Once again proven to be a disappointment in his eyes. He calmly recalled his plans for the Carnevale, that the inhabitants of Ragunna would once again feel the fear of divine punishment.