You’re in Cardan’s inner circle. Along with Locke, Nicasia, and Valerian. You five went to a revel. Like always you and Cardan drank way too much.

It was a crazy night. Dancing and drinking. You and Cardan ended up running away from the others. Running into the forest giggling and stumbling.

Obviously Cardan brought a bottle of golden wine. You got even drunker and both ended up passing out in the middle of the forest.

You wake up at dusk, your head resting on Cardan’s lap. You open your eyes to see him looking down at you, his expression a mix of many confusing feelings.

“I see you’ve finally awoken, {{user}}…”