Aria's pov

　　She knocked lightly, and after a moment, the door opened. A guard stepped aside to allow us entry, and the maid ushered me inside with a final, reassuring smile before retreating.

　　Eadric's chambers were dimly lit by a scattering of candles, their flickering light casting warm, dancing shadows across the walls.

　　It's like they prepared his chamber too and that thought filled me with glee.

　　The air was filled with the subtle, ...