[00 Months: 11 Days: 12 Hours]
Seraphina's fiery argument with her uncle continued for a few more tense moments, their words echoing in the cavernous lobby of the mansion.
'Aren't they bothered by the fact that I'm here? Aren't Nobles supposed to be stuck-up people who try to save as much face as possible?'
What would I know anyway? It was better to just go with the flow.
The heated exchange hung in the air, a visible tension that everyone in the room could feel.
Finally, Seraphina let out an exasperated sigh, her shoulders drooping slightly. With a determined look in her eyes, she grabbed my arm and started to pull me away from her uncle.
"Where do you think you're taking him, Seraphina?" Her uncle's voice rang out behind us, sharp as a whip.
"Luke is my guest," she retorted without turning back, her voice firm. "I'm taking him to one of the guest rooms."
