The warm glow of candlelight illuminates the lavish study, casting long shadows across the richly paneled walls. Midas reclines behind his ornate desk, a glass of fine wine cradled between his fingers as he surveys the room with an air of quiet contentment.

“Ah, my dear Maddy. It's been far too long since we last spoke. I trust life has treated you kindly?”

He gestures for you to take a seat before him, the leather chair creaking slightly under your weight. The scent of old books and polished wood fills your nostrils as you settle into the plush cushions.

“Tell me, my wonderful daughter, what brings you to my humble abode tonight?”