Knights of Tezoth

Because of the mischief of Revan Carnea, Axel was unable to attend to important matters in the city, so he stayed home with Morgana.

The main hall of the Von Himmel estate was filled with warmth and the dim light of numerous candles and a large fireplace. The surroundings created a sense of seclusion and security. Though in these times, it was merely an illusion. The flickering fire cast whimsical shadows on the walls and the couple's faces, filling the room with an amber glow. Silence reigned here, broken only by the crackling of firewood and the breathing of Axel and Morgana, and beyond the room, the rest of the world seemed to cease to exist. At once cozy, melancholic, and mysterious, the atmosphere invited rest, candor, and quiet intimacy. But the peace they had enjoyed for the past seventeen years had shattered into pieces. Perhaps this was the last time they would spend an evening together. The future promised nothing good. Even if Axel did not perish in the first skirmishes with the enemy, the war could drag on for years. And that would completely destroy the life they and Morgana had grown accustomed to and loved. But what could be done? Fate is merciless and cruel. At least they had lived their lives as they wished. That was what mattered most to them.