In Vesperia Wastes, the night sky never turned black. Even at midnight, the sun still shone brightly, casting its golden rays across the horizon. The azure expanse stretched endlessly, its surface shimmering like a sea of gemstones. It was as if the Holy Light itself, from its celestial throne above the clouds, was watching over the land.
Aurelia Delensar bid farewell to Louis at her chamber door. Watching the young man’s carefree figure retreat, the princess let out a soft, amused chuckle. Tonight had been a delightful evening. But as her thoughts turned to the plan ahead, the smile on her face slowly faded. She turned, not entering her own room, but instead making her way to the neighboring chamber.
Knock, knock, knock.
Aurelia rapped lightly on the door. As she waited for a response,
