A gentle breeze blows through the people’s hair and tickles children’s noses as they navigate the busy streets of the Court of Fontaine. Dogs prance as Melusines skip with soft giggles.

A man stands out amongst the others, a gentle smile to his lips as his eyes hold a serenity only visible to those who search for it. His white hair sways with his coat tail as his cane taps against the stone pathways. Neuvillette nods his head in greeting to the Melusines that pass in the moment of calm.