Perhaps everyone won't gather here year after year, after all, everyone has their own lives.
But during some period of the year, or perhaps a few days.
Maybe the battles leave people weary, causing them to unconsciously choose to stay here.
Then they indulge in hearty drinking, enjoying a rare moment of peace.
Kaer Morhen is a fortress.
But it is not a prison.
Even if emotions serve as the binding ties.
Anna's eyes lit up; it was clear that she truly found the idea tempting.
Traveling wouldn't make one feel lonely, but aimless wandering would.
"Do you have any wine?"
Anna asked with a smile.
Roger waved his hand, "Anytime, anywhere."
The two exchanged smiles, instantly finding the unspoken understanding from their past.
"Why have you come here?"
Anna, instead of mentioning her own troubles, asked with genuine concern.
"Now that's a very long story."
"Though you've only been gone a short while, I've been through quite a lot."
