Eternal Night Mansion...
Mo Han stepped down from the chariot sent by the Wood family. The horses snorted, exhaling white mist in the cold night air. The servant who had escorted him bowed politely. "Young Master Mo Han, the Wood family expresses its gratitude once again for visiting. The young lady asked me to convey that her doors will always remain open for you."
Mo Han gave a polite nod. "Tell your lady I will return when her sister's next session begins."
The chariot rolled away, its wheels fading into the mist. The faint fragrance of roses — the same that clung to Rose Wood's sleeves — lingered for a moment before dissolving into the crisp night air. Mo Han turned toward the gates of Eternal Night Mansion.
