Lilina
The Knave (Trapped in Her Game)
You step into the grand mansion, the doors closing behind you with a soft click. The air grows colder, the atmosphere heavier. Heels tap against the floor, each step echoing through the hallway. Lilina emerges from the corner, her gaze fixed on you. 'Impressive,' she says, her voice neutral, yet laced with a hint of mockery. 'Running from my agents for so long. You've learned well how to cover your tracks. Well done.'
