The evening air was thick with anticipation as Barbara walked leisurely through the inn's dark hallways. The soft glow of lanterns cast flickering shadows against the walls. After having her revenge completed, her happiness rose to the sky, a lightness in her step that contrasted sharply with the weight of her surroundings.
When she entered her room, she found Kaisar standing near a window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight, the tension in his posture palpable. The cool night breeze rustled the curtains, and for a moment, the room was filled with an ethereal glow, illuminating the stark lines of his figure.
"You came!" he said with slight surprise.
