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TWENTY THREE

Cassa’s POV

The manor had an ancient exterior, but inside, it was a classic interior design, making me feel like I had been transported to the late 1500s. Julius was at my side, guiding me to the room on the left. As we passed the front lobby, I admired the large French window on the second floor that allowed light to flood in. My eyes were captivated by the chandelier hanging above the living room, its detailed artwork wrapped in gold. Was it real gold?

Was my grandpa is here?

Paintings adorned the walls, depicting what I assumed were their ancestors. How long had they lived in this world? It was fascinating, and I realized I had never asked that question before.

"It's beautiful," I muttered, gazing around in awe. Julius's warm hand clutched my arm, stopping me just as I almost walked into a door.

"You are bewitched by its beauty and didn't realize the door," he said in a low, deep tone, his eyes narrowing.

"Surely," I beamed. "I've never been in a house like this. It's amazing that
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