Political Marriage
Actually, the records that Lucius found were right. Eve was indeed undergoing some tests. In front of her was a beautiful house. A small and cozy cabin that she had long wanted. It was nestled next to a large tree.
Eve stood before the charming cabin, its cozy appearance a stark contrast to the turmoil that had defined her past. She could not help but feel a surge of nostalgia. This was the very image of the home she had longed for, a tranquil refuge that had been denied to her amidst the chaos of demons and war.
A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she gazed at the familiar structure, nestled beside a majestic tree. It was the embodiment of a dream she had carried for far too long, a dream that had been shattered by the relentless tide of darkness that had swept through her life.