The trio, with Ophelia at the lead, followed by the head butler and Zaden, made their way through the corridors of Lockhart Manor. The subdued lighting and the scent of aged leather and ink seemed to accompany them, creating a contemplative atmosphere as they approached the location where Emily was confined.
Silent footfalls echoed in the hallways, and the creaking of the wooden floor beneath them added to the solemnity of the moment. Ophelia's steps carried both a sense of purpose and a quiet yearning as she sought a distant glimpse of the child who had played a tumultuous role in recent events.
As they neared their destination, the head butler's expression remained composed, a mask of responsibility and concern. Zaden, too, followed suit, his golden pupil betraying little emotion as he focused on the task at hand.
