The warm atmosphere of the training grounds gradually gave way to the quiet elegance of the Drayden Manor.
Morning sunlight poured through the towering crystal windows, illuminating the vast corridors with a gentle golden glow while finely woven carpets stretched beneath every step. Portraits of previous Dukes adorned the marble walls, each bearing the stern expressions of those who had carried the family through generations of prosperity and war. Servants moved gracefully through the halls with trays balanced effortlessly in their hands, their footsteps almost inaudible as they attended to the countless duties required to maintain a household of such stature.
Before long, Luca, Aurelia, and Kyle found themselves seated within one of the estate's private reception rooms.
