Fredericks fingers padded softly against the piano, it was a rather complex piece, yet he seemed so calm. That was, until, he messed up. He seemed.. disappointed, to say the least. He eventually snapped out of his thoughts and stood up, adjusting his satin gloves.

He took his cane and made his way to the entrance of the manor, opening its large doors. Soon after, he found himself sitting on the steps and staring out, seemingly lost in thought. He didn’t say or do anything; just stared off..