Vivian's POV
I made my way through the bustling crowd in the hall, using magic to sense the environment and track the scent left by the gray-clothed man. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, I could faintly perceive a scent similar to my master's. But I had never heard my master mention this person. Since the day she adopted me, we have always lived alone in the dark forest. My master would occasionally leave, but she never told me where she went or what she did there.
As I pondered, my steps never ceased. I swiftly passed by the sanctuary, the hall, and the exit.
The scent left by that gray-clothed man grew fainter and fainter. My heart tightened. Could it be that he had already sensed someone following him?
Sweat started to form on my forehead, and my feet grew a bit restless. I ran all the way until I found myself stepping into the palace garden.
