Chapter 270: Encounter with Rina
A quiet silence filled the mansion, sunlight spilling gently through large arched windows, illuminating the polished wooden corridors with a comforting golden glow.
Seraph moved slowly through the hallway, her slender figure draped loosely in a simple white gown, freshly bathed and clean. Her long emerald-green hair cascaded gently down her shoulders, still slightly damp, framing her delicate face.
Each step toward her room was habitual and mechanical, a quiet routine she’d long become accustomed to in her months of solitude. Her footsteps barely made a sound on the luxurious carpeting, the mansion’s silence profound yet familiar.
Just as she reached the corridor leading to her room, movement caught her eye. Rina emerged quietly from Orion’s room, gently shutting the door behind her.
For a moment, the two young women stared at each other in silent surprise—each seeming equally uncertain.
Rina hesitated, her eyes betraying a hint of discomfort and caution. Her usual confidence wavered slightly, yet beneath it lay genuine empathy for Seraph’s isolation.
Seraph, noticing Rina’s hesitation, felt her heart quicken. For months, she had wanted to ask someone—anyone—about Orion, yet had never found the courage or opportunity.
Now, faced with someone who clearly knew Orion’s whereabouts, Seraph’s frail determination stirred once more.
Gathering every ounce of courage within her fragile heart, Seraph took a slow step forward, her gaze filled with quiet desperation and faint hope.
Her lips parted hesitantly, trembling slightly as she struggled to voice her long-suppressed question. "O...ri...on..." she whispered quietly, her voice thin and fragile. "Is... he... ba...ck?"
Rina paused visibly, her gentle eyes softening immediately at the vulnerability in Seraph’s voice.