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”Esteemed Guest, here is the Second Elder's abode,” the maidservant responsible as An Fei's chauffeur dipped into a low bow, her arm sweeping forward in a gesture of respect.
”The Esteemed Guest, please!”
The servant curtseyed to the young girl, quickly flitting from the scene as she abandoned a confused An Fei to stand behind with a befuddled expression.
Realizing that she was left on her own after five minutes of pure silence save for the faint rustling of silk, the young girl released a breath in bemusement.
”I thought she was the Second Elder… shouldn't they give her more respect?”
The young girl mused with a soft voice, her fingers rubbing at the base of her chin.
Taking advantage of the time to survey her surroundings, An Fei ensured that her fingers never strayed too far from the weapon hidden at her bosom.
The corridor that sheathed the Second Elder's abode… was quite elegant and extraordinary.
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Draping curtains of silk that could ward off sunlight without allowing a single ray to seep through; a rug embroidered with peacocks, flamingos, and other exotic birds to guard the floor from any sanctimonious behavior.
The walls were interchanged for a more fragrant wood without any discrimination, causing the young girl's nose to be assaulted by an assortment of fragrances.
Acacia, sandalwood, ashwood, then an unknown sample of wood that resembled oak but gleamed with a pale indigo radiance…
”…extraordinary indeed.”
The young girl wrinkled her nose, the potent mixture of fragrances too much for her underexperienced and innocent senses.
Flaring her eyes as though to prevent herself from coughing or passing out from the unfamiliar and definitely unpleasant experience, An Fei reached out with both of her hands to push on the double doors, exposing the bedchamber of the mysterious Second Elder of the Shen Manor.
An Fei's first assessment was that it was far too dark.
The only sources of illumination were the twin pearls that stood at either side of the curtained bed.
Other than that, the entire room was submerged with a blank darkness, creating a rather… creepy sensation to crawl up the young girl's arms.
She was used to dim lighting – the Sanctum's only source of illumination was the golden light that manifested when her body contacted the sky-blue crystal surface of the floor or walls.
When she didn't touch the crystalline surfaces, the entire realm of crystal fell into an absolute darkness that deafened the ears and numbed the body.
However, the sensation experienced within the Sanctum when it was dark was still considerably warm and comfortable.
On the other hand, the darkness that emanated from the Second Elder of the Shen Family's room was suppressing and discordant, as though it were forcefully restrained akin to a rabid beast.
Unfortunately…
”…still better than choking on that crazed mixture…”
The young girl scowled as she raced into the bedchamber, her disgusted senses compelling her body to close the doors shut.
Having blocked off the nauseating and far too intensely perfumed corridor, An Fei took a moment to clear her nasal passages with a brief rush of spiritual essence before approaching the curtained bed with wary steps.
”Is this the Esteemed Guest of our Shen Manor?”
A lilting voice that warmed the bones of the listeners rang from within the curtained bed, prompting An Fei to take a few steps backwards as her countenance donned a cautious expression.
The young girl shivered at the nightingale-like voice that pricked at her blood, her consciousness screaming with an intuitive danger.
An intuitive danger of the mind; one that forced the soul to act upon its primal desires, abandoning all reason as a consequence of lulling itself to the tragedy of seduction.
”This must be the Second Elder of the Shen Manor?”
The young girl fired back towards the mysterious female speaker, having successfully steeled her consciousness.
The Second Elder of the Shen Manor chuckled at the visible hostility behind An Fei's tone, her laughter causing the latter's brows to furrow with dislike.
”I see that the Esteemed Guest is rather… nervous,” the woman hidden behind the curtains spoke with an obscured smile.
”Why is this so? For me to become the voracious type… that's not quite acceptable, no?”
The young girl's lips twitched as she deigned not to reply.