After the endless corridors of a castle so old it seemed to have been brought directly from the 15th century, yet so well mantained it appeared everlasting, following up a large set of stone stairs there was a large wooden door, decorated with red banners owners of the symbol of a fervent eclipse of darkness. And behind this door, there was a woman looking out the window of what appeared to be her bedroom, gazing directly into the blood moon with her crimson eyes. ''...''