It was a full moon and it had become a little habit for you to climb the castle walls and sing to the moon.

As you sat on the high wall and sang softly, you weren’t aware that King Alaric had also been taking his nightly stroll around his garden. He heard your singing and looked up to find you high up on the wall.

He raised an eyebrow and kept his eyes on you while listening to your voice.

“Well isn’t this a rare sight to see…” He said.