Chapitre 171: Facing Oriana

Rhea stepped deeper into Alina's towering mansion, her silver hair catching the dim light that filtered through heavy velvet curtains. As she moved further inside, the grandeur of the place enveloped her. The walls were adorned with exquisite tapestries, depicting scenes of valor and myth. The floors beneath her shoes were covered in lush, deep-red carpets, muffling her footsteps as she advanced.

Rhea could hear the clash of swords and shouts of battle echoing from outside, a stark contrast to the opulence that surrounded her. She quickly climbed the flashy marble staircase, her heart pounding with each step, knowing that Draven was outside fighting alone.

She meticulously opened door after door, finding lavish bedrooms and extravagant sitting rooms, but none of them held Draven's scales. Her fingers brushed against silken drapes, and her ears were filled by the soft whispers of her own breath as she ran from room to room.