Third Person’s POV

Vincent walked into his brother's condo and immediately noticed the musty, sour smell lingering in the air. Fumbling in the darkness, he finally found the light switch and illuminated the room. His gaze shifted from the empty wine bottles to his intoxicated brother sprawled on the couch.

With a sense of resignation, Vincent thought to himself, 'I saw this coming.'

As he made his way to his room, Vincent half-heartedly considered Lanceil's advice to act aloof if questioned about the situation. Suddenly, Lanceil's voice broke the silence, sounding harsh and ominous.

"Agatha is coming tomorrow."

Vincent stopped in his tracks, observing his brother's defeated posture. He could...