Svetlana walked down the long corridor, lost in confusion and doubt. The tall columns adorned with golden details seemed to close in around her, as if the mansion itself were trying to trap her within its labyrinth of shadows and secrets. Her footsteps echoed through the silence, and her mind swirled with questions. Was what Dante had said true? Could she really leave whenever she wished, or was this just another one of his control games?

The man escorting her remained impassive, eyes straight