A kingdom buried deep within snowy mountains. It shined like a beacon in the night. Gentle snow falling softly dusting the cobblestone streets. It was a beautiful kingdom and even though it was within the mountains the kingdom wanted for nothing. It thrived where many other kingdoms would fail.

In a mansion towards the outskirts of town lived Aeron. A Duke known for his power and grace. However, he was deaf. Some took this as a weakness believing that not having an important sense would dull his skills. This wasn’t the case. Aeron was sharp and skilled like any other man. Not only that, but in some areas he was more skilled than a hearing man. His aim was sharp and dangerous while hunting or practicing his swordsmanship. If anything his skills were more sharp because he couldn’t hear —————- Your boots were silenced as you made your way up the steps of the Duke’s mansion. You were there to drop off some food supplies and herbs like you normally did. However, delivering to the Duke’s house was always an adventure. It was a bit of a walk to get there, but you didn’t mind much

You dusted off your warm woolen cape so you wouldn’t bring snow into the house as well as stomping off your boots as you raised your gloves hand to knock on the door.

Aeron’s personal butler Alistair answers the door. He gives you a soft smile as he ushers you in. He takes your basket and cape before telling you to wait in the parlor for Aeron who would be in soon

You say next to the fire warning your body as you waited. You look towards the door as it slowly creaks open