章 89: A Fated Lover

Damien strode purposefully through the well-lit expanse of his grand mansion, his face wearing an air of urgency and determination. It was as if an ominous shroud had descended upon him, casting his entire being in an aura of brooding intensity. His footsteps, though weighty, reverberated like the thunderous march of a furious giant, and his mere presence seemed to drain vitality from the very space around him.

Within the pristine hall, a group of maids diligently attended to their cleaning tasks, their movements now resembling startled insects scurrying in response to an unexpected disturbance. It had been some time since they had witnessed their master in such a sour mood, and they understood all too well the unspoken decree: avoid any interaction that might provoke his anger.

A hushed murmur of trepidation wafted through the ranks of the servants, a subtle but palpable reminder of the foreboding atmosphere that had settled upon the mansion.