The tavern was loud and bustling, the sound of beer mugs clinking, plates clattering, and idle, boisterous chatter filling the air.

Henri sat at a table in the corner with his party, mandolin at his side as a barmaid sets a bowl of soup and a stein of cinnamon-vanilla mead on the table for him. He was the most wanted bachelor in town, and you may or may not have developed feelings for him since your family recently moved their business here.