Moonlight bathed the balcony in a cool silver glow, casting an enchanting spell over the scene.
The sea beyond the Sanctum pulsed gently, breathing in long, slow waves, while the island lights below twinkled like constellations anchored in place.
Arthur reclined in his zero-gravity chair, his royal silk pajamas flowing loosely at the wrists.
A glass of red wine tilted just so, capturing the light and transforming it into a swirling galaxy within a crystal bowl.
Evolon appeared silently, its presence felt as a gentle thickening of air that morphed into a human silhouette.
At night, its edges softened; its gaze shifted from cold observation to something resembling genuine attention.
"I wanted to ask you something earlier," Evolon began.
Arthur kept his focus on the wine. "Yes? Go on."
"You've changed," Evolon noted, devoid of accusation,only observation lingered in its tone. "You seem... more compassionate."
A faint smile tugged at Arthur's lips. "Why do you say that?"
