Saint Laurent Empire, Northern Territory.
Alves Duchy.
Behind the manor's main building, a long corridor paved with white stone bricks stretched deep into the mountainside. Illuminating magic crystals were embedded along both walls at intervals of a dozen or so steps, their gentle glow reflecting off the ancient patterns carved into the stone, making the entire passage seem exceptionally quiet.
Victor walked at the front, with Cecilia, dressed in a silver-white gown, beside him. Meanwhile, Evelyn had remained in the reception area with the accompanying attendants.
According to their previously agreed arrangements, only a handful of people would participate in the upcoming treatment, while the royal guards had already been accommodated on the other side of the manor.
"I remember you once told me that the Alves family's Moonlight Sacred Spring was never opened to outsiders so easily."
Cecilia spoke as she examined their surroundings.
