Sylene stepped inside.
He was right.
A wine cellar.
Cool. Dim. Quiet.
Peaceful enough to breathe.
But before he fully settled, something caught his attention.
Near the miniature forest at the back of the mansion — a small enclosed stretch of trees and dense bushes — stood a red-haired vampire.
Partially hidden.
But Sylene recognized her immediately.
Yuna.
What was she doing there?
Sir Alden wasn't even attending the party tonight — he was busy chasing after Zephyr. Yet Yuna had still come. And now she stood alone, deep inside that enclosed greenery.
Doing… what exactly?
Sylene had noticed before that Sir Melchior and Yuna were close.
And ever since Sylene joined the workforce, Yuna had been cold toward him.
Maybe… because he took her place beside Sir Melchior. Or...because he made several mistakes...maybe the vampire saw him as someone incompetent...
A strange uncertainty settled in his chest.
...Better to leave it alone.
