As Rose walked into the great hall, the atmosphere in the dark room was tense and foreboding, with the flickering candles casting eerie shadows on the walls.
Her hands tightened around the tray to keep them from shaking, she would immediately lose her life if she let anything fall to the floor.
Her heart is heavy with the weight of her newfound reality. She was still reeling from her encounter with Cassius, and the revelation that she now bears his scent. The implications of what it meant were still unclear, but Rose sensed that it may be a double-edged sword, offering her both protection and peril.
Her hair rose behind her neck as the chill atmosphere of the room gave her the creeps, and as she neared them, she could hear an elder's voice listing a set of rules to Cassius.
