Vanitas and Claudia appeared in the estate's moonlit garden, the air filled with the soft scent of blooming roses and the distant chirping of crickets. The vibrant glow of the magical circle faded beneath their feet, leaving the two standing amidst an elegant maze of hedges and flowers.
Claudia wobbled slightly, her knees weak from the abrupt teleportation. She clung to Vanitas's arm for balance, her eyes darting around in confusion. "W-What just happened? Why did we teleport? And… why are we at my garden?"
Vanitas released her gently, his piercing gaze scanning the serene surroundings. His usual sardonic smile played on his lips as he stepped away, his boots crunching softly against the gravel pathway.
"Yes your estate's garden," he replied smoothly, his voice carrying a calm authority. "A quiet place, perfect for... private conversations."
