Kill the Light

16 - Reverie

As the grandeur of the dream began to fade, a faint rustling sound pulled me from the depths of slumber. Blinking away the remnants of the ethereal realm, I found myself back in the familiar confines of my room, surrounded by the soft glow of dawn filtering through the window.

Groggy and disoriented, I struggled to make sense of my surroundings, the lingering echoes of the dream still fresh in my mind. But before I could fully grasp the fleeting memories, a tiny figure darted into view, its tiny wings fluttering with excitement.

It was the sprite, the mischievous creature I had enlisted to carry out my bidding in the waking world. With a sense of urgency, it hovered before me, its tiny form vibrating with anticipation as it relayed the news it had gathered.

"Master Clytie, I bring news," the sprite chimed, its voice barely above a whisper. "I have uncovered something of great significance regarding Lady Sasha Grant and her family."

My heart skipped a beat at the sprite's words, my curiosity piqued by the gravity of its tone. "Tell me everything," I urged, my voice barely more than a whisper.

The sprite hovered closer, its delicate wings shimmering in the faint light. "I delved into the registrar's records, searching for any information pertaining to Lady Sasha Grant's enrollment status and any potential relatives listed therein. What I discovered was both perplexing and troubling."

I held my breath, anticipation coursing through my veins as the sprite revealed its findings.

"It appears that Lady Sasha Grant has an older sister named Caitlyn Grant, who was indeed enrolled in the university for this semester. However, there is no record of her arrival, and no one seems to have any knowledge of her whereabouts."

A chill ran down my spine at the sprite's words, the implications of its revelation sinking in with a sense of foreboding. Lady Sasha's sister, missing without a trace... It was a troubling development, especially in light of Lady Sasha's recent demise.

"Thank you for your diligence in uncovering this information," I murmured, my mind already spinning with the possibilities. "We must delve deeper into this mystery and uncover the truth behind Caitlyn Grant's disappearance. There may be more to this than meets the eye."

"Before you go," I called out as the sprite began to fade from view, "do you know where Lady Caitlyn's room was located?"

The sprite paused, its glow pulsating softly as it considered my question. "I did manage to glean some information regarding Lady Caitlyn's accommodations," it replied, its voice barely audible above the whisper of the wind. "Her room is located in the east wing of the academy, on the third floor, near the end of the hallway."

My mind raced with possibilities as I absorbed the sprite's words. If Lady Caitlyn's room held any clues to her sister's mysterious demise or her own disappearance, then it was imperative that I investigate further. With a determined nod, I resolved to soon make my way to the east wing and unravel the secrets that lay hidden within its walls.

"Thank you," I murmured, my voice tinged with gratitude. "Your assistance has been invaluable. Rest now, and know that your efforts have not gone unnoticed."

With that, the sprite vanished into the ether, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the weight of the task that lay ahead.

As the sprite disappeared into the shimmering mist, I found myself enveloped in a sense of apprehension that lingered in the quiet of our dorm room. However, my roommate, Lady Emelia, stirred from her slumber with an exuberant energy that seemed to fill the entire room.

"Good morning, Clytie!" Lady Emelia greeted, her voice brimming with cheerfulness as she sat up in bed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Good morning, Emelia," I replied, unable to suppress a yawn as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. "What has you in such high spirits today?"