The hallway was quiet when Kana stepped out of her room, the faint sound of her slippers brushing against the floor filling the silence.
She stretched her arms a little, still sluggish from the morning, and sighed as she walked down the corridor, hoping a little fresh air would help her wake up.
Unbeknownst to her, hidden in the shadow of the stairwell, Dorian crouched low, his sharp eyes trained on her every movement.
He tapped a small crystal embedded in his ear and whispered softly,
[Lady Seraphine, she's out. Do you want me to take her now?]
A pause followed before Seraphine's cool voice slipped into his ear.
[No… not yet. Be cautious, Dorian. Something about that girl unsettles me. Don't underestimate her.]
Dorian frowned, glancing toward Kana's figure. She didn't look dangerous in the slightest — just a petite, slightly tired girl with soft features and slow steps.
