Asking For Forgiveness

Inside Arlan's mansion.

A solitary figure occupied the chair behind his imposing desk, his gaze fixated on the inky darkness beyond the window. The moon, a celestial beacon that indicated the night of full moon will be there soon. The very moon which brightened even the darkest of nights for most, was a source of loathing for him. He despised its luminous presence in the sky and fervently wished he could erase it from his view forever.

Imbert entered the study and conveyed, "Your Highness, Her Highness ventured to Physician Winfield's guest mansion this evening and it appears she intends to stay there for the night. We've observed no signs of her carriage departing."

Arlan's weary eyes flicked to the time, revealing that it was now past midnight.