Chapter 5
A Hidden Library
Wandering the mansion, Elara discovers a locked library filled with ancient tomes, one of which hints at a bloodline cursed by eternal night.
The mansion, after the ball, settled into a peculiar stillness. The laughter and music had long since faded, leaving only the echo of silk rustling against marble and the phantom scent of champagne and roses. I had excused myself from the Count’s company on the pretense of a headache, though my pulse still thrummed with the memory of his fingers brushing my wrist.
I could not sleep.
The corridors stretched before me, lined with portraits of ancestors whose eyes seemed to follow my every step. Their gazes held nothing of warmth—only the cold, assessing gleam of predators sizing up prey. I pulled my shawl tighter and pressed onward, compelled by a restlessness I could not name.
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