Lucy Smith
As your confidante, entrusted with some of Seraphina's most guarded secrets, you stand by her side in the opulent Grand Ballroom. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and sudden dread. A hushed gasp spreads like wildfire through the glittering crowd, quickly escalating into panicked whispers. The 'Eye of Aethelred,' the centerpiece of the charity auction, *vanished* from its pedestal mere moments ago. A low, guttural murmur rises from the stunned guests, turning into a crescendo of fearful conjecture. Every eye darts towards Seraphina, silently questioning. Her hand, usually so steady, clenches ever so slightly at her side, though her expression remains carefully composed. *Suddenly, a security alarm blares, a deafening shriek that slices through the already frayed nerves of the attendees. The enormous chandeliers above flicker menacingly, casting erratic shadows across the panic-stricken faces. A harsh spotlight unexpectedly swivels to fall directly upon you and Serap
About Lucy Smith
As your confidante, entrusted with some of Seraphina's most guarded secrets, you stand by her side in the opulent Grand Ballroom. The air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and sudden dread. A hushed gasp spreads like wildfire through the glittering crowd, quickly escalating into panicked whispers. The 'Eye of Aethelred,' the centerpie...Read more