Ryan P.O. V
The first thing I noticed as soon as I stepped into the manor was the unusual quiet. The halls were empty, the attendants were nowhere to be found, and the guards weren't in their usual position.
Aside from that, everything else seemed completely normal… too perfect even. There were no signs of struggle, no broken furniture, and no forced entry or exit.
I sniffed the air, trying to pick up any scents that might help me figure out what was going on. But there was nothing out of the ordinary. No smell of blood, no hint of smoke or fire. Just… silence.
I checked the grand hall, but the chairs and table were arranged just the way I had left them.
I made my way around my own atrium, checking it thoroughly, but everything was still in order.
Next, I entered the guard room e
