Armand Estate.
Guest Wing.
Glasshouse.
Celine sat gracefully on a plush white chair, her posture elegant and composed. Behind her, Ashara and Jiowana stood at attention, their eyes scanning the room with quiet vigilance.
She glance around the room. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls overlooked a lush, manicured garden, allowing natural light to flood the space. The furniture was a blend of white and soft gold, with delicate floral patterns carved into the armrests and table legs.
Around her, the Armand household moved with quiet efficiency. Maids glided through the space, their movements graceful yet swift, adjusting cushions, refilling tea, and attending to every detail without a single wasted motion.
Marcellus sat in a chair, casually reading a leather-bound book, one leg crossed over the other. Aelius was seated at a small side table, his fingers gliding over a sleek, glowing rectangular device in his hands.
