I found myself in the courtyard of the castle, but it wasn't quite right there was a softness to everything, the colors more vibrant, the air warm and heavy with the scent of night-blooming flowers.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the stone walls, making everything shimmer like it was bathed in starlight.
I was alone, or at least I thought I was. The stillness of the night was almost unnerving, the silence so complete that I could hear the soft rustle of my clothes as I moved, the faintest whisper of the wind as it stirred the leaves in the trees.
It was peaceful, almost too peaceful, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something or someone was watching me.
A flicker of movement caught my eye, and I turned, my heart skipping a beat. Ciara stood there, leaning casually against one of the columns, her posture relaxed but her eyes fixed on me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.
