Four Years Ago
Count Nicalo Vaelmont stood in his private study, weathered hands tracing the edges of newly drawn maps as morning light streamed through tall windows. His grey hair was shorter then, his face carrying fewer lines, but the same warmth that had defined him for decades shone in his eyes.
"This could provide resources for decades," he murmured to himself, studying the scout reports spread across his mahogany desk. "Elara and Mariana have worked so hard to build this county. They deserve this gift."
The newly discovered dungeon on Lysora County's eastern border represented more than treasure, it was opportunity itself. A chance to secure their prosperity, to give his beloved nieces the foundation they needed to build something lasting.
Nicalo had already begun assembling his expedition team with characteristic care. Each member chosen not just for skill, but for character.
