18. Blood Flow

Triana.

As seen from the outside of the stained glass divider, it separated a small room.

Once again, Triana glanced at Vlador, who still had his back on her. He probably wouldn't appreciate her exploring his treasure room. Since childhood, Triana had been taught not to inspect or enter places she didn't recognize because it could be dangerous for her. However, while her parents weren't here, she would break that rule just this once.

Triana's slender legs stepped into the room. There, she only found a large, wide black wardrobe facing a dark red bench.

Gulping, she approached one of the wardrobe doors and carefully opened it while holding her breath. The luck was with her because the wardrobe door didn't make any noise.

"Gowns?" Triana muttered before covering her mouth with her hand.

Three beautiful gowns hung inside the wardrobe. All were dark in color but adorned with glamour and intricate embroidery details.

Were they spoils of war or gowns belonging to Vlador's family? Or perhaps