Meanwhile, back in the NOcturne house.
The quiet of the Nocturne house felt nothing like the silence back in that meeting room.
Here, it was soft. Comfortable.
Warm air drifted through the halls, carrying faint scents of cooked meat, fresh bread, and something sweet in the background, like fruit syrup or baked berries.
The hallway lights gave off a soft glow, just enough to light the way as Ethan walked barefoot down the hall, Lilith on his left, Seraphina on his right.
None of them were wearing anything.
But they were dry now. They'd taken their time after the shower, drying off slowly, not in a rush.
Their skin was warm and smooth, and not a drop of water was left. Their hair had been brushed out, still loose, but no longer clinging or wet.
Lilith walked with quiet confidence. Her steps were slow, easy, like she didn't have a care in the world.
