Arc 3

Dion sat in his study, the candlelight flickering softly as it illuminated the room. A heavy book rested in his lap, though his eyes weren't on the pages. He was watching a single butterfly fluttering near the edge of his window. It hovered for a moment before disappearing into the shadows. A small smile tugged at Dion's lips.

He smiled, closing the book with a quiet thud. "It's time," he murmured, leaning back in his chair, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest.

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Knock. Knock.

Ye Jin turned, her brows furrowing. However, the knock grew louder and more insistent. Her eyes fluttered open, and she sat up, blinking groggily toward the source of the noise. She sat up and saw a small butterfly repeatedly hitting the glass.

"What...?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes as she climbed out of bed.