"Hey, Aura, can you tell us a story?" Luca suggested. "Seeing as we've got such a good ambiance here tonight… I wouldn't mind learning more about the history of the Fayne."
It had been nearly an hour since our earlier discussion where I demanded Luca slays at least one general in the upcoming war.
In typical fashion, he called me crazy. Then he slumped back on his chair and got moody for about five minutes before he finally agreed to it.
"I'll just do it," Luca said like he was repeating a line from his favorite sporting goods brand.
Satisfied with his own answer, Luca's mood lightened, and thirty minutes later he was asking Aura to tell us a story. Honestly, I thought it was a brilliant idea.
Aura herself looked a little worse for wear after she'd told Luca that her brother would likely die soon. Perhaps a story would help lighten her mood too.
"What would you like to hear?" Aura asked.
