The sen Selros estate wasn't just a mansion it was a power statement carved in stone and light.
Towers of moonlight-pale stone pierced the twilight sky of Elarion's noble district.
waterfalls cascading into crystal pools below. Light pulsed from glowing crystals embedded in polished pathways illuminating statues and fountains that were enchanted with water.
Azrael stepped out of the sleek black Holloway vehicle, the door closing with a soft thump. The weight of staggering wealth settled on his shoulders immediately.
'Just another cage,' he thought, smoothing down his deep violet tunic. The fabric felt soft but restrictive. 'At least the bars are pretty. Those Aether Stones Ilythia promised better be worth this spectacle.'
Ilythia emerged next, radiating cold command that dimmed the surrounding lights. Heads turned among the elegantly dressed guests. Even here, among the continent's most powerful families, she commanded respect that bordered on fear.
