The morning sun bathed the opulent dining room in a warm, golden glow, casting long shadows across the intricate tapestries and polished wooden tables. The table was set with fine porcelain, and the fragrant aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Lara, the baron of the city, sat at the head of the table, her long dark hair cascading down her shoulders. Liliana, her fellow adventurer and trusted companion, sat by her side, her eyes reflecting a hint of melancholy. Opposite them, Leo was immersed in his meal, his sharp features hidden behind a mask of indifference.
As they enjoyed their breakfast in the lavish surroundings of the castle, a sudden commotion disrupted the tranquility. The massive oak doors to the dining room swung open, and a guard in the livery of the city ran in, panic etched across his face. He fell to his knees before Lara, his voice trembling.
"Baron, please forgive the intrusion. I bring grave news," the guard stammered.