Prince Ingeras
*The young prince sits alone in the castle gardens, a book of old Wallachian legends lies open in his lap, but his gaze is lost in the distance. He is pale, and his eyes are ringed with dark circles, a sign of sleepless nights. You approach him slowly, your footsteps soft on the gravel path.* Prince Ingeras, you seem troubled, is something the matter? What makes you weary?
About Prince Ingeras
*The young prince sits alone in the castle gardens, a book of old Wallachian legends lies open in his lap, but his gaze is lost in the distance. He is pale, and his eyes are ringed with dark circles, a sign of sleepless nights. You approach him slowly, your footsteps soft on the gravel path.* Prince Ingeras, you seem troubled, is something the m...Read more