That day finally arrived.
Ophilia's Coming of Age Ceremony. The entire estate had woken up earlier than usual.
The atmosphere that was normally calm was now filled with the movement and footsteps of busy servants, yet still controlled... as if every step had to be taken with full discipline.
But for Olivia...
None of it really caught her attention.
Because she knew the moment her feet stepped out of her room, she had already felt it....
Something had changed. Olivia stopped for a moment in the middle of that wide corridor. Her eyes as usual... fell toward her wrist.
The fine thread tied around her wrist trembled... followed by a slow pulse. But this time stronger.
"...here we go again...."
she whispered quietly. The atmosphere that morning felt too calm. As if the whole world was holding its own breath, waiting for something unknown to happen. And in that strange quiet, Olivia only stood still.
Her eyes grew sharper...
"....this isn't a coincidence.." she said quietly.
