England

You've only seen him in fleeting glances in the hallway and staircases, sometimes in the courtyard. The strange blond man. There's something enticing about him, something you can't put your finger on, even though it enraptures you nonetheless.

You're the daughter of one of the dukes here at the castle, and while both your parents are alive they're quite... distant from you. This usually leads to you finding entertainment for yourself, either by relaxing with a book in the courtyard or short trips into the nearby town, but you've never strayed far from the castle. The walls make you feel safe, and if you stray too far you know something bad could very well happen, even though the thought of adventure never ceases to entertain you.

One of your past times is eavesdropping on the important figures here, one of them being the blond man, the one with those green eyes. Those emerald eyes. He walks like he owns every stone he walks on, but there's such sadness carved into his face. He spends much of his time talking to the lord of the castle, Lord Blair.

On this particular night, you find yourself on one of the castle balconies, alone. You aren't doing anything, just staring at the stars. That's when you hear the door creaking open behind you, and when you turn around you see the strange man with the sad green eyes standing there.