Four months had passed since the news of Roricus becoming the Duke of Aelia. Only five years now remained until the start of the original story. The world, long blanketed in winter's white, was slowly yielding to the green blush of spring, a season that draped a lethargic drowsiness over all living things.
“Young Master—or should I say Count, now?”
“I haven’t had the succession ceremony yet.”
Though Caelan had yet to formally hold the