Andrei, maintaining a professional demeanor, asked, “Would you like to explain what this is, ma’am?” His tone was firm but not unkind, giving her space to offer an explanation.

In an almost inaudible voice, she began, “I was just trying to protect it. It’s… it’s my father’s final gift.” Her eyes welled up with tears, the tension of the moment unraveling into an emotional confession. “He passed away last month. This was his legacy, an heirloom he wanted me to keep safe.”

The symbols, she explained, were part of an ancient family tradition, representing protection and unity. The box, though not dangerous, held immense sentimental value, a connection to her family’s history.