Back within the opulent walls of Tristan's Manor,
Maria strolled gracefully along the dimly lit corridor, her footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor. She arrived at Eveloria's chamber door, her anticipation palpable as she gently rapped upon it, poised in eager anticipation for a response, yet met with eerie silence.
Intrigued, Maria gingerly pushed the door ajar and entered the room, her curious gaze darting about the dimly lit chamber in search of Eveloria. The room seemed veiled in shadows.
"Lady Milena?" Maria whispered, her voice as delicate as the satin draperies that adorned the room, before gracefully closing the door behind her. The room lay in near-total obscurity, its secrets concealed in the folds of darkness.
