Step.
Step step.
We follow Mister Alvero down the cobbled path. On either side, beds of crimson flowers bloom in quiet abundance, their petals stirring with the breeze. The air is sweet and fresh, cool like the autumn wind.
And ahead… our mansion rises.
Tall, dark, and elegant, Noctis Sanctum looms like something out of an old fairytale. Ornate gothic arches, stained glass windows, ivy trailing along the stone.
At first, I feel calm.
Just walking beside Eris, listening to the soft rhythm of our footsteps on the path, inhaling the scent of crimson flowers trailing in the breeze, it feels peaceful.
But the closer we get…
The more everything inside me begins to stir. Anticipation.
My heartbeat starts to pick up. A flutter here, a skip there, like a bird waking up beneath my ribs.
And then—
We stop.
Right in front of the grand wooden doors.
