Sebastian POV
I step through the threshold with my guards close behind, each one silent but alert. The home exudes a quiet menace, its cold walls hiding dark truths that must be uncovered. Diadri’s earlier admission about the files being hidden in the bedroom ceiling echoes in my mind as I stride through the corridors with Celine by my side. My guards follow silently, their eyes scanning for any signs of traps or treachery.
“Straight to the bedroom,” I command, my voice sharp and focused.
Celine matches my pace, her presence steady and determined. Though she doesn’t say much, I can feel her tension, her unease about what we might find.
The bedroom door creaks open under my touch, revealing a lavishly decorated space. It’s ostentatious—gold trim on the furniture, deep crimson curtains,
