The previous night.
Sitting at the table in his study, Adam wore a grim expression on his face as he stared at the various items cluttered before him.
He rested his elbows on the table, interlocked his fingers, and rested his chin on them, observing everything through narrowed eyes.
The battle between the Twilight Brotherhood and the Cult of Bones is not far away, he thought to himself solemnly.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turbulent emotions inside of him.
This feeling of foreboding… it continued to bloom in his heart. He knew that the upcoming battle would be unlike anything he'd ever participated in.
Usually, he'd be excited to participate in such battles.
However, this time…
He had this vague feeling that something terrible would happen.
Taking another deep breath, he closed his eyes.
At the very least, Anna won't be in Ravenfell, he thought, relieved.
Thinking of his sister, he slowly opened his eyes and shifted his attention to the items on the table.
