Maya couldn't shake the image of Akira and Selene together. It gnawed at her, a constant reminder of the growing bond between them. She knew it was irrational, but she couldn't help feeling left out and insecure. As she walked through the dimly lit halls of the castle, her thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and jealousy.
Meanwhile, Lyra sat in her room, oblivious to the turmoil brewing around her. She had always been a calming presence, her gentle nature a balm to those around her. But tonight, something felt off. There was an unease in the air that she couldn't quite place.
In the shadows, one of the castle's bodyguards moved silently. His eyes, once clear and loyal, now gleamed with a malevolent light. Lust's control had taken root, twisting his mind and filling it with dark intent. He crept closer to Lyra's room, his footsteps barely making a sound on the stone floor.
