"Before that, we need to sign a contract... to ensure that the content of the conversation that follows will not be leaked."
"Agreed."
Ronan nodded, realizing that he was about to delve into the true secrets of Cold Stone Manor.
Lady Livi offered a slight smile, then her rose-colored lips parted slightly, starting to chant a peculiar and difficult incantation in a low voice.
The faint ripples of spiritual power spread out with her chanting, and the originally bright light in the room dimmed gradually with the sound of the spell, until finally, only a beam of light enveloped Ronan and Lady Livi, surrounded by darkness, making the atmosphere of the room turn mysterious.
"..May the gods of contracts and oaths bear witness... Livi Estrella Kaczynski.."
As the last syllable of the incantation fell, a complex and twisted dark pattern appeared in the air in front of Lady Livi, her gaze settling on Ronan.
