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The Vault of Secrets

Author: Calai
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-27 14:25:17

“Trust no one.”

The basement seemed to pulse with quiet intent, as if it had been waiting just for her.

“How... how could I even open this?” Alina murmured, fingertips brushing the hidden panel. What had he been thinking, that I’d know?

She pressed gently. To her surprise, the wall shifted instantly, sliding aside with a soft click. How did he do that? she wondered. Darkness yawned beyond, carrying the scent of stone, dust, and decades of secrets. She had never stepped foot in this room before, only years ago, she had come here to fetch her father’s wine. Somehow, that brief memory, that tiny familiarity, had been enough.

Wilfred stepped back, voice low. “Every step is yours. Nothing moves without you.”

Alina’s pulse raced as she stepped inside the hidden room. Lanterns flickered, casting narrow beams across meticulously arranged documents, boxes, and small chests. Each object seemed to hum with intent, a record of planning, memory, and protection.

Her eyes caught a familiar shape at
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