The night atmosphere surrounding the vast noble estate felt strangely lonely.
The magnificent mansion stood illuminated beneath countless magical lanterns while moonlight washed over the sprawling gardens and stone pathways. Guards continued their patrols along the walls, servants quietly attended to their duties, and noble retainers moved throughout the estate with practiced discipline.
Everything appeared normal.
Everything appeared orderly.
Yet for one particular red-haired girl, the entire estate felt suffocating.
Aurelia slowly walked through one of the quieter wings of the mansion, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished floors.
The conversation with her grandfather lingered in her mind.
The argument with Kyle lingered even more.
After their discussion in the study, she had spent most of the day trying to find opportunities to speak with him again.
Trying to apologize.
Trying to explain herself properly.
