Marquis Farnese's Estate
Alana von Farnese sits alone in the eastern drawing room of the Farnese estate, her gaze fixed on the rain gathering against the tall windows. The servants move carefully through the corridors beyond the doors, careful not to disturb their young mistress.
Ever since the Marquis has been in a coma, the once-proud estate has become a place of whispers and cautious footsteps, as though everyone fears speaking too loudly might remind them of everything the family has lost. She barely notices the untouched breakfast growing cold on the table besides her.
Instead, her thoughts drift upstairs, towards the room where her father has remained in a coma for months. Marquis Cesare von Farnese still breathes, his heart still beating. But the man who was once feared by other nobles with a single sentence is gone.
