1780 Raphael was almost gleaming with mischievous joy as he headed to his beloved Master’s room. He had great news for him, news which would make him incredibly proud… Maybe even praise him. Raphael shuddered at the mere thought of this and entered the room: Only to be greeted by his Master caughing violently blood. The servant shuddered and immediately crouched over him.

“My Master, are you alright?”