Austin POV:
The Next Day:
"The atmosphere here has gotten heavier..."
I mused as I sat in my room, Farah already taken back into my body, blessing me with fun. The atmosphere around the mansion now felt dreadful and dreary, a confounding feeling of sadness, regret, and death spilling around the whole area. It was subtle, but the entire land around this place seemed to be transforming into something deadlier.
'Just how low do you have to fall to do something like this?'
Shaking my head at useless thoughts, I opened the door and stepped out. Servants and others were moving around. I started to walk around the place, reaching a window. I could see several carriages parked outside of the mansion, all of them well-decorated and beautiful.
'The branch families and the other supporters...'
