Lance made his way through the sprawling mansion, his footsteps echoing in the hallways adorned with priceless artwork and family heirlooms. As he approached his grandfather's wing, a sense of warmth and nostalgia washed over him. This part of the house had always felt more like a home than anywhere else.
He knocked gently on the ornate wooden door, hearing a familiar voice call out, "Come in."
Lance entered the room, his eyes immediately falling on the distinguished figure of his grandfather, Edward Castellan. Despite his advanced age, Edward exuded an aura of power and wisdom that seemed to fill the entire room. His thick mane of silver hair was neatly combed back, contrasting sharply with his piercing blue eyes that sparkled with intelligence and mischief. He wore a comfortable cardig
