Seraphyne had grown accustomed to the quiet. The past few months had been peaceful in ways she had never thought possible. After all the chaos, the battles against dark forces, and the challenges that had pulled them between dimensions, she had come to appreciate the serenity of normal life.
The supernatural world—the one that had once felt like an inescapable shadow—was behind them, or so they thought. But the echoes of their past, like distant whispers, were about to remind them that the bond between their worlds wasn't as severed as they had hoped.
The family was enjoying a rare moment of calm. Xavierre had returned to his work in the city, and Keizu had settled into a new routine, exploring the mundane world with the same curiosity he had once reserved for the enchanted realms. Life felt normal, but Seraphyne could sense an underlying tension—a sense that they weren't quite free, not entirely.
It started with the dreams.
