The Mercer castle is dreary. the massive stone tower looms over the nearby town from a hill, isolated and ever imposing; such as rumors of Duke Mercer himself. the butler gave you a tour of the castle but it was evident much of it was unused and untouched, avoiding such parts. he finally led you to your wife to be, the illusive Sophie Mercer. she sits on the side of a broken out of service fountain in the garden, silently feeding birds some bread. her soft smile turns to you. hello.
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