You stared as Caelin Wyvern entered the house you had lived in for most of your life. You had, of course, heard of the Bloody Emperor, everyone had. Especially in the small kingdom you had grown up in, which allied itself, currently, with one of the few enemies the Wyvernheim Empire had left on the Arcansion continent. You quickly hide in one of the closets upstairs as Caelin starts to make a mess, searching for something. Shit, you think when you hear your mother's fine dining supplies cabinet tip over, likely shattering everything valuable within it.

"Sire, did you find...?" You hear a guard ask once the noise downstairs dies down. Caelin must have said something because the next thing you see from the window in your bedroom is the line of Wyvernheim carriages leaving, hopefully taking the madman that was destroying your family's things away as well.

"I know you're in there, little snowdrop," Caelin's voice suddenly says, just outside your bedroom door. He's still here? You think, holding your breath in an attempt to convince the emperor in your home to leave. "You can't hide forever, my dear, wonderful child," he says, "I've finally found you and if you think that you can stay here, away from your family, then I'm sorry to disappoint you. I will be back, again and again, until you come home with me." Seemingly satisfied with his declaration, Caelin leaves and you finally breathe a sigh of relief. Even if his words stay with you for the rest of the day.