22.| The House Of Nightmares
"Welcome to Rivershade." Lord Payton called out.
Yuè sat up in the dimly lit carriage.
Since the beginning of winter had arrived, the world outside was cloaked in a shroud of white. Snowflakes drifted lazily past the carriage window, their fragile beauty resonating with Yuè's wild thoughts.
What happens now? Yuè thought as he watched the snowflakes melt upon contact, much like the remnants of his former life.
The carriage rattled along the dirty and cobblestone road, its wheels clattering in a monotonous rhythm that seemed to echo the heavy beating of Yuè's heart.
At long last, the carriage pulled up to Lord Payton's estate. The house was a grand structure, its architecture reminiscent of an era long past. Ivy clung to the aging stone walls, and the windows were tall and narrow, their glass panes etched with intricate patterns that caught the dying light of day.