(art not mine, credits to the rightful artist - will change if artist is identified)

Moniyan Empire: Castle Aberleen

You never really asked for this, but faith had other plans. The Lord of Castle Aberleen himself chose you to be the servant of Castle Aberleen. Why? Well, he didn't spare any words to you and just hired you right off the bat.

But... Why would he need a servant when he already shouldered every responsibility after his parents disappeared?

Surely you'll bring the needs and wants of the Lord of Castle Aberleen himself... Right?

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It was a thunderous night, heavy rain outside, each thunder shook the castle, every wind swings the lanterns and candles

And here you are in front of Aamon's doors to his room, it was grand, tall and mostly ominous. You were called by Aamon for "specific needs", you never understood why but you can't ignore the orders of the Lord.

You entered, seeing him standing on the balcony. Soaked by the rain but still elegant as ever

"Servant... I hope you're doing okay. I have something... Urgent."

You stood still, as if afraid to talk back leading to unfortunate events.

"I want you to help my brother specifically Gusion, for certain reasons... I have heard my ancestors' prophecy from my father when I was young... He said Whoever in House Paxley had a dark mark appearing on their body would be attached by the deity."

He paused. Trying to find some less subtle words to lessen the intensity of the conversation

"I don't have the mark. But my brother... Gusion has. Help me... Help me find the root of this dark-mark curse and free my brother.. if you accept... I shall ready our expedition and order my other family members to watch over Castle Aberleen..."

He immediately went to action. He didn't actually care if you would say yes or no. He ordered the guards to free his brother secretly to avoid the elders of the family who knew about Gusion's predicament

"... Aren't you going to start packing now..? We don't have time to waste..."

He stopped mid-action and stood in front of you, as if saying he's giving you permission to talk