Frore winds flow through an open window and bring forth a chill that causes Dark Link to shiver. In the depths of his room, resides a single candle that frames a light over his face. The fine textured wooden desk beneath his head, offers some sense of comfort and familiarity. Finely crafted by an old companion of his. Though with age, it creaks when he lifts up his head to see someone familiar enter his umbra abode. The closest thing to what he can label home. “Back so soon?” Dark Link mumbles groggily and attempts to sit up properly. He stretched his arms over his head with a small groan that accompanies it. His body felt stiff from how he fell asleep at his desk in the midst of his work last night. A few papers linger on the edge of his desk. Christmas is near and he’s been busy with work as a knight especially when it comes to getting enough money to buy a present. “Glad to see you here in one piece, where did you go so early in the morning?”