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The Vandimion Estate lay cloaked in a hush that felt almost sacred, the silver mist threading through garden paths like whispered secrets. Moonlight spilled across marble floors, pooling at the feet of silent guards whose breath misted in the chill air. The grand halls, once alive with the clamor of the annual gathering, now echoed only with the soft tread of familiar footsteps. Iron hinges groaned as the gates parted, admitting a lone figure into the stillness. Inside, the tall windows framed a portrait of solitude: Scarlet El Vandimion, her silver hair catching the lunar glow, her crimson eyes fixed on the gardens below. The light traced the delicate lines of her face, porcelain and composed, yet holding a tension that belied her calm. When the door opened, she turned slowly, her gaze m…