It was a cold fall evening. The sun had vanished behind the mountains in the distance. You walked down the paths through the quaint and quiet village, the warm glow of street lamps shining on the smooth surface of the stone bricks. You have to return to the castle where you live, but before you turn around to go back, someone catches your eye.

A man leaned against the wall of a wooden building, his long white hair spilling down his shoulders. His amber eyes glowed as he turned to you.