"The Lost Key and the Unexpected Visit"

Two months had passed since the riot and the road project was finally nearing completion. Baron Ciaphas was tired and thirsty after being on the road for hours. He decided to head to his mansion and spend the day there before returning to the village for a final check.

He had arrived at his mansion and was about to enter when he realized he didn't have his key. He tried to search for the key but couldn't find it. He then realized he had not put it in his pocket.

"Damnit'' he grumbled, "Surely I looked for that key. Where else could it be''

His mansion was a large house that was full of art and furniture. It was a beautiful yet expensive mansion. After finding some spare keys for the entrance, he walked through the halls and searched for the spare keys for his master chambers. Eventually, he found it on the bed, just under another key. He picked it up and opened the bedroom door.

He then walked through the hall and into his living room. As he walked, he noticed something on the floor, a small piece of paper. He picked it up and held it in front of his face, reading it.

The note trembled in his hands. It read "A note to all the nobility in Tirisea''. He raised his eyebrows with surprise at the note.

"I wonder who would have left this here'' he said to himself, "I will check the house and make sure everything is ok.''

As he walked back through the mansion, he passed a single room to his left. The door was open, and he saw a large room full of books, scrolls, quills and other assorted items. He shook his head, thinking to himself that even he was surprised at the amount of writing and other learning objects that father had in his home.

As he walked through his mansion he saw what looked like a man standing in the middle of the room, dressed in armour.

As he entered the room, he could smell the aroma of dust and books. It was a musty, dank smell that made him sneeze into his hand.

The supposed man in armour smelt of metal and leather, as though he had just come from the side of a forge.

The man's armour was black and was well worn like it had been forged from steel rather than made. The leather straps splintered from age and use. His leather glove was well worn and it covered his hand from the middle finger to his wrist. He also wore a helmet on his head, its face guard was cracked and stained from age.

The armour the man was wearing was a complete suit of full plate armour. It was enchanted and etched with runes and swords. The runes were silver and gold, with a red and blue sheen. They were beautiful and magnificently crafted.

The man turned around at the sound of the door opening. He must have been very shocked to see the person in his home, as he was frozen in place, a look of curiosity on his face.

Baron Ciaphas was shocked. ''Why is this man in my mansion?'' He thought to himself as he watched the man.

The man looked at Ciaphas, his face still young and full of life. His eyes were bright and alert, with a mischievous glint in them.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked, his voice soft and low, heady with the power of the word itself.

"You're in my house!" Ciaphas snapped impatiently, "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you should get out of my mansion!" Ciaphas walked slowly towards the man as he spoke, his eyes narrowing at the man's face. He looked familiar. His face seemed to be etched in Ciaphas' memory. It wasn't him from before, but it was him nonetheless.

The man took a deep breath, taking in the powerful aroma of Ciaphas' breath,

as though he had been savouring it from afar.

and then broke into laughter.

"I am Baroness Quintina Curze, first daughter to Baron Lord Julius and Lady Gloria Curze. You must be Baron Lord Ciaphas."

"I have no idea what you're talking about! I have no idea who you are! I have no idea where I am! Wait...you're a woman!"

"I see" Baroness Quintina replied, "You should listen to yourself, your words are garbled and your thoughts are demented. You are confused and in need of a good spanking.

She then took a small step towards him as she spoke, her legs barely reaching his knees. She then took a second step, her hips pressing into his, her legs brushing against each other. "You were wondering where you were, were you not?" Ciaphas looked at her, his face full of confusion, his face blank, deep red emanating from his cheeks.

"I..." he hesitated....''Greetings sister''