Chapter 247 - Late Night Romantic Dinner

The transition was always a subtle shock. One moment, Nero stood amidst the primal, energy-rich air of the pocket world, the scent of his own cookfire and the wild forest clinging to him. The next, he was stepping through a shimmering veil of light back into the profound, polished silence of the Leclair estate. The grand hallway was deserted, illuminated only by the soft, moon-like glow of enchanted sconces. A heavy, luxurious quiet lay over everything, a stark contrast to the cacophony of battle and the crackle of lightning that had been his world for hours.