Within the icy confines of the south, a letter arrived to a castle hidden within the frozen tundra, given by a visiting relative. A boy sat upon one of the many balconies that were blanketed with snow, reading over the letter again and again. In a slow moment of realization he muttered the words, "Beat me to it, Pepper." following was his tiny laugh, "We each have our own lives to live, live yours to the fullest, Cajsa." The tears which he wished to hold back stung in the cold. "We will see each other soon."
The aforementioned father figure sat within the darkness of an open doorway nearby, "Come, boy." he hissed and Rahtol began his exit, vanishing into the darkness, only to be shadowed by the haunting figure.