Different take on the tales of Brothers Grimm, character interactions outside their own stories, classic good vs evil, romance and magic.
“Henselt, lovely to see you again” said Lerus with a friendly bow. “And you Lerus” said Henselt, his voice deep and solemn “may the light bless you and this house”. “And you” replied the adviser “no trouble at the gates I trust?” he asked. “They know of me” he stated, placing the butt of his axe on the ground with a thud, its dense wooden handle capped with steel. “Please, let me show you to your quarters, Lord Snow will be able to greet you at three bells for sup” said Lerus leading the way through the halls. “Have you been in the east recently?” asked Lerus casually. The tall man grunted “I am always watchful of the east, the Grimm is spreading, I only came at the golden lady's request, she said we may have a weapon against Her”. “Red and Kal arrived earlier, have you spoken with them?” asked the advisor, sidestepping a servant cleaning the floors. “I have not spoken to the dark one for over a year, I do not trust her, and neither should your lord, her beast does not speak” he said darkly. “I do not believe she harbours any more love for the Grimm or its keeper than you, Henselt” Lerus said, his tone dropping to a whisper as he nodded his head toward Red's doorway. “The apple does not fall far from the tree Lerus, I shall not allow myself the luxury of false hope for her, she does not walk in the light” said Henselt, eyes darting to the door. He knew Kal could hear him, not that the beast could relate what he heard to his master. Henselt idly rubbed a large scar on his forearm, it ran from elbow down to his left hand, a gift from Kal, given long ago. Henselt felt his anger rise, he had returned his own gift in kind, but his axe demanded another taste of wolf blood. Lerus noted the sudden silence, could feel the tension within the man. “We are here for a common purpose Henselt, please remember that and be at ease, revenge will be yours soon enough, light willing” he said, raising a comforting hand to Henselt's shoulder. “My Lord Snow would be most insulted if something were to happen to his guests under banner of peace, especially on a sacred day” Lerus said with gravity. Henselt nodded and wordlessly entered the room. “If you need anything, please let one of the servants know, I shall see you at three bells” said the adviser, closing the door quietly behind him.