The dark sky hung heavy over the Frost family palace, its grandeur dimmed by the unease that settled over it. Suddenly, the distant sound of hooves broke the quiet, growing louder as a swarm of soldiers, draped in golden cloaks engraved with a lion symbol on their shoulder plates, descended upon the mansion.
Soon the Frost family palace lit up as torches were ignited, illuminating the walls and casting long shadows over the courtyard.
Servants and guards scrambled to the entrance in a flurry of movement, while curious onlookers from the capital gathered just outside the gates, whispering among themselves. The once-peaceful night was now alive with murmurs and hurried footsteps.