The heavy doors of the Hotel Sacher swung open, admitting Kai and Elea into a world of opulent crimson silk and gilded moldings. The air inside smelled of beeswax, expensive chocolate, and the quiet, heavy history of the Habsburgs. It was a stark contrast to the biting Alpine wind they had left behind at the station. Here, everything was designed to cushion the senses, to make the guest feel as though the outside world had ceased to exist. Yet, for Elea, the lush surroundings only heightened her internal sensors.
"Welcome back to Vienna, Mr. and Mrs. Rose," the concierge said, his voice a smooth baritone that blended perfectly with the ambient classical music playing in the lobby. "Your suite is prepared. It is a pleasure to have you with us again."
"Thank you, Stefan," Kai replied, hi
