David's hand froze on the ornate door handle, the princess's words echoing in his mind like a challenge to reality itself. "The one who walks between worlds..." How could she possibly know? The system notification still burned in his vision, confirming what he'd begun to suspect: this wasn't just about royal bloodline anymore.
This is either going to be the best decision I've ever made, he thought grimly, or the one that gets me killed.
"Master," Vespera whispered behind him, her ethereal form shimmering with unease. "Something feels off about her voice. Are you sure we should trust this?"
David adjusted his Umbra Veil maid disguise one final time, steeling himself for whatever lay beyond. "Too late for second thoughts now."
He slowly opened the chamber door.
