Chapter 19 - Hansel The Witch

The room lay hidden like a secret chamber deep within the old mansion, wrapped in layers of heavy velvet curtains that hung in rich, uneven folds from the high ceiling. Their deep crimson color swallowed most of the light, leaving only a soft, intimate glow from scattered candles. In the center of this mysterious space stood a large black couch, surrounded by long strings of bead curtains that shimmered and clicked gently with every movement, creating an atmosphere that felt both seductive and slightly dangerous, like the private sanctuary of a fortune teller who dealt in darker desires.