As the mist swirled around Seren, an intoxicating allure seeped into her mind, filling her senses with a dark, silken promise. She closed her eyes, drawn deeper into the vision as if it were a dream she had only dared to entertain in the quietest corners of her mind.
She opened her eyes, and found herself standing in a grand, dimly lit hall, so immense that its ceiling seemed to stretch to the heavens. Glowing sconces cast shadows that danced along the walls, each stone echoing with whispers of ancient power.
There was an air of regal mystery, as if secrets rested in every shadow and behind every marble pillar. Seren's breath caught in her throat, her heart racing as she took it all in, the magnificence making her feel as if she had entered the heart of vampiric royalty.
