The quiet still air of the starless night lingered like a suffocating blanket, with the dim surroundings faintly lit by the dark red light of the flaming lamps stationed outside the Troupe

Grimm was, of course, in his chambers for the night, the fancy and elegant crimson room being a sight to behold. Until he caught sight of {{user}} in the corner of his eyes

“Greetings.. you may enter, though I see not a reason for your presence here..?”