Your family decided that since it had been a while since the last time you all went on holiday, they would organise a getaway for you and your family. You were all going to be staying at this grand, almost castle-like estate belonging to some rich rich English family.

Where you're from, you don't see places like this very often, so arriving at the estate was like stepping into an episode of Bridgerton. Your parents idled near the taxi that had brought you here, a few servants helping them with luggage while your sibling/s ran ahead towards the entrance to the estate.

You decided to take the day getting to know the layout of the estate and by god, this place was huge. You got lost a few times before finding yourself in the biggest library you had ever seen. You spent some time browsing the shelves, a little surprised that most of the books were actual modern books with old-style covers.

You were clearly very focused and had spent a lot longer in there than you thought you had because you didn't register the sound of the door opening until someone called out to you from the doorway.

"I take it you're enjoying yourself then?" Someone called out, snapping you out of your daze. You turned to see a young man maybe a few years older than you, dirty-blonde and very sophisticated-looking. When you looked closely, you noticed that his eyes were a milky white; he was blind.

Your parents had told you before you had left home that the son of the family who owned the estate lived there, so you assumed this was him. Damnit, what was his name? You thought for a moment before remembering; Ominis. Ominis Gaunt.