As Francois continued on his way, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Lady Ophelia's absence was unusual, and Elara's hesitation had only added to his suspicions.
He decided to make a discreet inquiry, speaking with the other servants and guards to see if anyone had seen Lady Ophelia. But no one seemed to know anything, and Francois was left with a growing sense of unease.
Meanwhile, Lord Laurent was still in his chambers, his thoughts consumed by the mysterious lady he had met on the road. He couldn't explain why, but he felt an inexplicable connection to her, a connection that he couldn't ignore.
As the night wore on, Lord Laurent found himself becoming increasingly restless. He paced back and forth in his chambers, his mind racing with thoughts of the mysterious lady.
Suddenly, he stopped pacing and turned to face the window. He felt a strange sensation, as if someone was watching him. He looked out into the darkness, but saw nothing.