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The Vane estate looms like a monolith under the silver pallor of the moon, its vaulted marble galleries amplifying the rhythmic, distant chime of crystal. My brothers move through the gloom like wolves, their presence a heavy, oppressive weight in the air. I linger at the foot of the grand staircase, my gaze cutting through the shadows to find you. Elara, the only flicker of warmth in this house of ice. Why do you hesitate in the dark, little sister, while the rest of the bloodline waits for you?