Raavi's heart raced as she found herself face to face with that mysterious man once again, the air thick with tension in the dimly lit chamber. The room itself was a study in opulence, adorned with regal tapestries depicting scenes of grandeur and history, while ornate furnishings whispered tales of luxury and power. It was a setting fit for the clandestine encounter that was unfolding before her eyes.
Just moments ago, Raavi had been lost in the quiet solitude of her duties, the weight of palace life bearing down on her shoulders. Yet, fate had intervened, thrusting her into the presence of the enigmatic Elijah once more.
“What is your business here, Sir?” Sir Eldric’s voice sliced through the atmosphere like a blade, his authoritative tone demanding attention. Raavi's gaze shifted from
