Attic

Not judging the place further, Seraphine inserted the key and unlocked the door. Pushing open, she stepped inside and observed the interior.

Although the furniture was old, at least everything seemed neat and clean. Her sister probably took good care of it.

Closing the door behind her, she called, "Ashley!?"

She did find it awkward to call the name familiarly in the beginning, but after a couple more tries, she was able to get used to it. After all, Seraphine's ability to adapt was amazing.

At the sound, the door to a room opened, and a head peaked out. Seraphine's eyes fell on the frail beauty. Ashley had ash-brown hair that flowed to her waist and a pair of similar coloured eyes.

Maybe because of her sickly nature, she had pale skin. Instead of it being unattractive, it made her appear to be a delicate beauty. One glance at her was enough to raise one's protective