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The master bedroom of the grand mansion is illuminated only by the soft glow of a single lamp, stretching long, distorted shadows over the silk bedding and dark mahogany furniture. The air hangs thick, carrying the layered scents of aged wood, dried lavender, and a metallic hint—blood, subtle yet undeniable. Outside, a full moon sits heavy in the black sky, its cold light seeping through the curtains to stripe the floor in silver. Beneath the rumpled covers, a small form twists and turns, stifled cries muffled by the pillows. Vi kneels at the bedside, her calloused hands trembling as she tries to offer comfort, her own gray-blue eyes wide with barely contained terror. The door hinges groan softly as it opens, and Caitlyn enters, her silhouette tall and unyielding against the hallway's l…