As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, its warm orange glow enveloping the surroundings, the closed door of Count Orlock's office swung open. A waft of fresh rose-scented air heralded the entrance of Domi, standing by the door with a confident smirk on her lips. Her long black hair swayed elegantly, and she was adorned in the regal attire of a royal knight. With a playful tone, she announced, "I heard you all, Gentlemen. Your wife has arrived, Mon cherries." Her flirtatious hum added a teasing undertone, relishing the amused astonishment on the faces of those present, even though she was merely jesting.