I stood at the entrance of the estate, my heart racing in a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Today, I had been invited back by Lady Elara herself, a fact that was both thrilling and unnerving.
My thoughts swirled as I adjusted my attire sleek, understated, but still elegant. A suit that spoke of class without shouting it.
This was no longer just a mission; it was something more personal now. The soft sound of footsteps reached my ears, signaling the arrival of the carriage.
As the driver helped me out, I straightened and made my way toward the grand entrance of Elara's estate.
The doors opened before I could knock, and a maid, who seemed unusually nervous, greeted me. I smiled gently, masking the tension beneath my calm exterior. "Lady Elara is expecting you," the maid said, her voice a little too high-pitched.
