In the distant region governed by Servvas, far from the capital's bustling intrigues and royal announcements, a large mansion stood, shrouded in the quietude of its surroundings.
In the opulent chambers of Servvos' estate, a gathering of diverse individuals unfolded. At the centre of the room stood Servvos, a figure of authority, with his wife, Marnaryl, positioned beside him.
The atmosphere was thick with an air of intrigue and anticipation as the enigmatic Rosaryn occupied a seat across from Servvos.
Beside Rosaryn sat another woman, an embodiment of alluring mystery. Clad in revealing attire, her presence exuded a tantalizing fragrance of flowers and amber that hung in the air.
