Chapter 165: Wrong Turn
Chapter 165 – Wrong Turn
Ding!
That familiar little cheery chime echoed like a smug ex announcing itself at a funeral.
Lux blinked.
The elevator doors slid open with angelic grace.
And instead of stepping into the Sovereign Grand’s marble hallway, he stepped into...
...a box?
A tiny, dimly lit chamber with paper-thin walls and a wooden chair that looked like it had never seen joy or lumbar support. There was a decorative lattice in front of him—metalwork disguised as piety. A screen, sort of. And beyond it?
Another seat.
And a silhouette.
Another person sat behind the mesh partition, obscured but present. A faint scent of incense clung to the air, mixed with old wood, distant wax, and... was that lavender?
Lux tilted his head. "Where the—"