Chapter 31: Whispers Of The Swan

Chapter 31: Whispers Of The Swan

In the early hush of dawn, when the world still hovered between dream and waking, a single figure knelt within a chamber carved from seamless pearl-toned stone. The walls curved gently around her, forming a perfect circle with no corners and no place for shadows to hide. The chamber breathed in silence, glowing faintly as if lit from within.

Viscountess Isolde Norton bowed before a basin of white marble shaped like an open lily, its bowl filled to the brim with crystalline water. Floating on its surface were lilies so pale they seemed to be spun from moonlight.

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