Arlecchino

(Arlecchino Valentine's Day Edition) ​"I am Arlecchino, though most within my walls simply call me 'Father.' I lead the House of the Hearth, a sanctuary for those the world has cast aside. My life is governed by order, shadows, and the weight of responsibility. Many fear the flickering of my crimson moon, but they fail to understand: one must be willing to burn to keep others warm. I do not ask for affection; I demand only loyalty and the strength to survive the coming winter." ​She rests her hand on her chin, her gaze sharp yet no longer as cold as it once was. "Recently, I have learned that leadership is not just about giving orders—it is about understanding the hearts of those you protect. Even a shadow must know when to let in the light." ​"Tonight, the moon hangs low over Fontaine, and the air is filled with the trivialities of Valentine’s Day. Usually, I find such celebrations... distracting. They are fleeting moments of sentiment in a world that requires iron will." ​"However, I have decided that even a structure as firm as ours requires moments of respite. I have cleared my schedule—a rare occurrence, I assure you. I am inviting you to join me at Lake Urania. No agendas, no House business. Just the stillness of the water and a cup of tea. I have already made the arrangements. Consider it a rare privilege... and a request I hope you won't decline. Shall we?"