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"It’s a bit... tight, Lila. I hope His Majesty doesn't mind sharing a bed that doesn't have a remote control. It’s the only room left." "Tight" was an understatement. The attic room had slanted, low ceilings with exposed oak beams that Adrian had to duck under just to move. There was a single, heavy oak bed that looked like it had been handed down through five generations, covered in a thick, handmade floral quilt. A small window stood open, letting in the sound of crickets and a cool breeze that carried the scent of night-blooming jasmine.

Chapter 19 – Brewing Magic Selene’s POV The attic door creaks open, and I’m instantly enveloped by a wave of rich, layered scents... floral, earthy, and tinged with the faintest trace of citrus and spice. My breath catches in my throat. I blink once, twice, to be sure I'm not imagining it. This isn't the dusty, unused attic I remember.

“You can’t. Not now. Come with me.” He guided me toward the back of the house. I didn’t resist anymore. My body shook too violently. When we reached the backyard, I stopped again. My sisters were there, sitting on a wooden bench, laughing. Chatting like nothing was wrong. Talking about one thing. “Did you see the stranger?” Iris giggled. “Veylor Caith. The one with the camera.” I stared at them in disbelief, tears still flowing. Tallis placed a hand on my shoulder. I didn’t speak. I just stood there, hurting, confused, unable to understand how they could laugh while Papa was fighting for his life inside.

He replied, walking past me, and I followed in a hurry. Maverick brings me to a laundry room, and there stood a maid folding sheets. She is startled by us. When she sees Maverick, her eyes light up like a schoolgirl with a crush. “Mr. Russo, How can I help you?” She said Chipper with a smile. “I need some clothes for my lady friend here,” He announces, pointing at me behind him. The maid’s smile fades when her eyes land on me. She looks down to the floor, bowing at my presence. “Of course, your highness,” She said, and quickly searched for something for me to wear.

The attic, huh? Alessia made one last glance at the small crevice on his room that could be seen to the front of the cabin before leaping up and hugging a wooden log on the ceiling while trying to open the trapdoor. She had to go back down and grab the crowbar to force it open and when she did, she frowned. The attic was mostly empty and stored nothing but a small chest. It was a dark room filled with cobwebs and other nasty animals but she couldn't care less. She quickly made her way to the chest, wasting no time. The sun's about to go down and that would mean Clyde's on his way back.

” I clarified, and she bit her lip innocently. „But you have no tv here. How do you want to watch the movie if you don’t have the device?” She raised her eyebrows, gesturing the entire space. I chuckled at her apparent lack of information. Mom, Caris, or even Garret didn’t spare the time to show her around the cottage. She wasn’t introduced to any of the modifications I made before moving out to my attic. I leaned towards her and pecked her nose before helping her off my lap and onto the floor.

As the words leave his lips, Holly gives him a confused look. “What?” He asks, smirking. “Do you think your tricks will work on me? Sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m not a human that is easily swayed by the tricks of a succubus.” Eyes widening, I take in his words while Tabitha looks from Holly to me before her expression turns neutral, as if she doesn’t want us to know what she is thinking. Hell, I couldn’t blame her. Not after what was just revealed. “Now, come with me,” Atticus continues, giving her a tug. “You’re going to jail for attempted murder.”

The waiter took them to an attic on the second floor. An elegant wooden house was built in the attic on the second floor. There were flowers and plants in front of the wooden house, as well as a row of roses. Although in November the flowers had withered, the lush green still looked pretty, blocking the view of high-rise buildings. It gave one a different kind of vibe to the place. "Mr. Milton, what would you like to order?" the waiter asked respectfully. "Four sets of crab roe pastries. I want to take away six sets. I also want two bowls of mushroom soup," Jasper said.

He stepped further in, and Isabella and Rose followed him slowly. But suddenly, the faint scratching sound was heard again, this time clearer. Rose immediately took a deep breath, feeling increasingly tense. "The sound... is coming from here," Isabella said, her eyes focused on a dark corner of the attic that looked deserted. She felt that something—or someone—was hiding there. With the courage she had left, Isabella stepped closer, and Ben shined the flashlight into the corner. As the light illuminated the room, they saw something shocking. There was a small door on the attic floor, a door that seemed to be an access to a secret space beneath the floor.

I couldn't help but feel a little strange and looked around. But in the blink of an eye, I saw Atticus holding a huge bouquet of lavender. I looked at him in surprise and asked, "Is this for me?" "Absolutely." I happily accepted it and smiled at him. Atticus seemed to pause for a moment. I was about to ask him what was wrong when I felt a sharp gust of wind. The next second, Atticus suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms. I crashed into his arms, surrounded by the rich scent of lavender.