Two weeks later, they were sitting in the same courtyard that they had gotten engaged in. This time not bothering to drink the wine of the lovely vineyard, but instead had brought along a bottle of their favorite aged Fire Whiskey instead. The sun had set, and the moon hung heavy in the sky. Their stomachs were full of excellent food and just enough Fire Whiskey for both their cheeks to be a little flushed when the first echo of an apparition sounded on the estate, followed by two more in quick succession. 