Romano arrived in his carriage, oblivious to the fact that they were nearing the castle as he was stuck into The Illiad. He was startled and thrust back into reality as the carriage stopped inside the large, ornate gates. The door to his carriage opened and his carriage man bowed to him as he stepped out. He understood the game but was unsure of why he was invited, much less who else would be coming.

He sauntered lazily into the foyer and stooped to look around. It was beautiful. Murals, tapestries and statues lined the room. His stomach growled so he decided to locate the kitchen and get some lunch into him. He soon found the kitchen and inside stood a beautiful girl making food. Well, you obviously aren't a servant here, madam. You must be another guest. From where do you hail, praytell? Looking her up and down he noted her elegant attire and the subtle scent of expensive perfume.