Rose's slender fingers reached into the pocket of her silk robe and withdrew a sleek, crimson card, its surface gleaming under the warm dining hall lights. The moment she set it down on the table, it stood out, a deep, blood-red rectangle, polished like a gemstone, bearing an air of exclusivity.
"Have this." Her voice carried authority yet a touch of casual finality, as if the decision had already been made long before she spoke it aloud.
Felix hesitated for a fraction of a second before stretching out his hand, his fingertips grazing the cool, smooth surface as he took the card from her grasp.
His eyes skimmed over its intricate design, at the center, Rose Household's emblem was engraved in fine silver, standing as an unmistakable mark of identity. But as he flipped it over, his gaze locked onto a peculiar engraving on the back:
'Arc Seven' The words were written in elegant cursive, bold yet enigmatic, carrying a weight he couldn't quite place.
