Speculate

At the top of a jagged cliff, enveloped in a shadowy mist, stood an ancient castle belonging to the Gracie Family. Its turrets reached for the sky, while the gargoyles perched on these towers acted as the castle's silent guardians.

The castle seemed to have been kissed by the vicissitudes of time, indicating the long history of this Magus Family. Its walls seemed to be in disrepair, covered in ivy and moss.

Despite all that, the structure stood tall and proud. Neither time nor nature could claim the castle walls as it was reinforced with magic cast by the ancestors of the Gracie Family, and further strengthened by generations of descendants.

Within the depths of the castle, in a large hall made of gray stones and sparsely lit up by candle stands adorning the walls, a couple of people had gathered. They were facing a middle-aged man who was sitting on a luxurious throne situated atop an elevated platform.