Room 12… Lumian's gaze on Séraphine froze.
He had considered various possibilities, but he hadn't guessed what Room 12 signified.
Room 12 was where Madame Night Pualis de Roquefort, her husband, butler, lady's maid, and the children resided!
Almost simultaneously, Lumian recalled the oil painting he had seen at Trier's art center. The woman in the painting, modeled after Séraphine, was naked, her skin adorned with faces.
Were those faces the symbols of the room's occupants, or were they the manifestations of the Hostel itself? Lumian's pupils dilated as he fixed his gaze on Séraphine, prepared to activate the black mark on his body at any moment and use the Spell of Harrumph to block the exit of Room 12's occupants.
He was still haunted by the memories of Madame Pualis.
Séraphine tugged at her lake-blue dress, her plump face contorting with obvious pain.
