The prelude

For a brief second, the sunlight managed to pierce a hole through the gray clouds, illuminating the capital of Stahl, Eisenburg. It shone upon the high towers of the royal castle, bringing an ephemeral comfort to everyone, from the commoners walking in the streets to a small room on top of the castle's north tower. 

"Summer is finally here" - Henry said from behind a pile of documents, noticing the warm glow piercing through the large windows of his office. He rubbed his eyes and got to his feet, forgetting about the piles of documents to be signed and leaving the room.

The castle was bustling with activity; maids carried plates of food toward the Great Hall, while others placed furred carpets at the entrance. Henry easily navigated through the people, who sometimes almost bumped into him.