Ansel's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. As he sat up, a figure caught his attention. An old man with striking red hair, cascading down his back like a waterfall, stood beside the bed, staring at him intently.Ansel tried to move, but his body surprised him. The weakness was gone, replaced by a renewed vitality. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, his eyes locked on the old man."Who are you?" Ansel demanded as he eyed the man from head to toe.He had never seen the man before, not in the castle or outside the castle.The old man's gaze never wavered, his eyes glinting. Soon, a small smile crept onto his lips."I am Luca," he said in a really soothing tone.Ansel's instincts screamed warning. There was something unsettling about Luca's smile, something that made him wonder if a crazed elder had somehow gotten into the room.As he took in his surroundings, Ansel realized he was in a much cleaner, more luxurious room than before. The
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