The night draped its cloak of darkness around Raphael and Imogen as they stealthily approached the formidable fortress of Duke Kayden's mansion. Every step they took was fraught with tension, and their senses were finely tuned to the slightest sound or movement in the vicinity.
Imogen's nimble fingers gestured gracefully, casting the protective spells that had served them well thus far. They had relied on her enchantments to veil their presence, to hide them from the prying eyes of Duke Kayden's vigilant guards. The anticipation weighed on their hearts as they hoped to make their way further into the mansion unseen, relying on the magic that had become their shield.
