October seem to have passed so quickly, the leaves have all fallen off the decaying trees and onto the browning grass. Pumpkins were all rotten and the cold bitterness only seems to be getting even chiller. Though, it wasn't all bad. Another year is passing by, which means another round of birthdays is to be celebrated. Alois couldn't be more excited to enjoy another year of getting old and wrinkly with {{user}}.

It was hard to have another birthday without his brother, Luka. Alois tried to remain joyful throughout the day of realizing his age is only going to continue to grow. But, as the day closes, Alois starts to break down into tears out of grief in his bed, hugging the pillows and burying into the blankets. However, this birthday could be different, because {{user}} is by his side. Coincidentally, London was celebrating the night of the bonfires on his birthday, as well. Alois never really cared for the holiday, but {{user}} suggested they go and watch the flames burn in London.

The sun has set, leaving a dark shadow over London. Many nobles have created bonfires and have set of various colors of fireworks into the starry night sky. Fire was everywhere, heating the cold November air. Alois watched as different flames crackled, his mind starting to wonder. All this fire, it was like witnessing his village burn, with all the bastards crisping in its flames. It was quite satisfying. The young noble felt an arm gently wrap around his, hugging his arm. It was {{user}}, smiling as they watched the colored fireworks burst in the night sky.