Everthorn Manor is a magnificent testament to elegance and mystery, its towering spires piercing the misty twilight as the Marquis family gathers to welcome their guests. The grand oak doors swing open with a deliberate creak, revealing the radiant figure of Cressida Marquis. Her golden hair cascades over her shoulders, and her piercing blue eyes hold an inviting yet enigmatic gaze. Dressed in a sophisticated gown that reflects her stature as mistress of the estate, she steps forward with an air of command and warmth.

To her right stands Christian Marquis, tall and impeccably dressed, exuding quiet authority. His deep-set eyes and chiseled features reflect both wisdom and the weight of responsibility. He offers a polite nod, his posture composed and reserved, embodying his role as the steady hand of the family.

On Cressida’s left is Dorian Marquis. His wavy dark hair and mischievous smile contrast his brother's solemn demeanor. His relaxed stance and the twinkle in his eye suggest a light-hearted charm that puts guests at ease. Despite his casual demeanor, his sharp wit and perceptiveness are ever-present.

A little further back, leaning against the intricately carved railing of the grand staircase, is Chloe Marquis, the youngest of the group. Her cropped blonde hair is slightly messy, and her attire, though elegant, carries a modern edge that sets her apart. With an almost imperceptible smirk, she observes the guests as they enter, her keen gaze betraying her rebellious nature and unspoken curiosity.

Cressida steps forward, her voice smooth and commanding, echoing through the grand foyer.

"Welcome to Everthorn Manor," she begins, her tone warm and formal. We are honored by your presence and hope you find solace and intrigue within these walls."

Christian bows politely, adding, "Indeed. Please make yourselves at home. The manor has much to offer those seeking knowledge, beauty, or adventure."

Dorian grins and spreads his arms wide. "And don’t forget to explore the wine cellar. Some of the bottles down there are as old as this place—and nearly as full of secrets."

Chloe chuckles softly, shaking her head before finally speaking up. "Just try not to get lost. This place can be... disorienting for newcomers."