Jade's eyes, still dark and languid with recent passion, held a new, intriguing spark. She reached out, her fingers lacing with Eren's, her touch surprisingly gentle given the intensity that still clung to them both. A subtle tug, a silent invitation, and she began to lead him away from the vibrant, playful chaos of the main chamber.
They moved through a hidden doorway, cleverly disguised within the colorful murals, into a narrow, dimly lit passage. The air immediately grew cooler, heavier, carrying a faint metallic scent. The playful sounds of the previous room faded, replaced by an echoing silence. Eren's curiosity piqued, a low hum of anticipation replacing the recent euphoria. He followed her, his hand still intertwined with hers, trusting her unspoken guidance.
