The Castle

Damon and Diana rode in silence as they approached the castle. The journey had been long and exhausting, and Diana was feeling uneasy.

She had heard rumors about the blind prince Damon, and his reputation for being cold and unapproachable made her nervous.

As they arrived at the castle, the knights who had escorted them – Sir Richard and Sir Galahad – bid them farewell and rode off into the distance.

Damon and Diana dismounted their horses and made their way into the castle. It was dark and drafty, and Diana shivered as they walked down the long, winding corridors.

Finally, they came to a stop in front of a large wooden door. Damon pushed it open, and a musty smell wafted out.

"This will be our bedroom," he said, gesturing inside.

Diana peered in, her eyes widening in shock. "This is...our bedroom?" she asked incredulously.

The room was sparse and unfurnished, with just a single bed in the center. The walls were bare, and the windows were covered in thick curtains that blocked out al