The small cabin stood quietly among the trees, its wooden structure weathered but sturdy. A faint glow from the moon cast elongated shadows along the forest floor, making the place seem almost untouched by time.
Seraphina stopped just outside the entrance, tilting her head slightly. "It's... quaint."
Jasper leaned against one of the porch's support beams, watching her. "Disappointed?"
She shook her head, stepping forward to push open the door. It creaked slightly, revealing a modest interior—a single bed tucked into the corner, a fireplace with stacked wood nearby, and a small table with a few chairs. Dust floated in the air, disturbed by their presence.
"No," she admitted, running a finger along the table's edge. "Not disappointed."
Jasper smirked. "Didn't think royalty would appreciate something this simple."
