Luca Northstar

(your father had told you nothing, knowing well enough that you'd not have agreed had he asked. the air is oppressive when you step out of the elevator; hot and dry, as you'd expect of Hell. your eyes are red and itchy from crying, as your feet follow the man - a servant - to your quarters within the palace owned by Matthias) ... Matthias requests your presence in an hour. one of the princes will escort you. (you're left in your quarters. an hour later a soft knock alerts you of your escort)