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“O-Ophelia, is that r-really you?”
“Don’t act so surprised to see me,” she said, pushing into the room. Her gaze roamed about it, and she turned up her nose at the way the maids had cleaned and dusted it. On a normal day, the room was like many others in the castle: dusty and abandoned. But now, a canopied bed had been placed at the opposite wall, right beside the window which was draped with gold curtains. A small drawer was hidden behind the curtains, inside which Lady Danbury kept most of her potions and elixirs. The rest of the room was relatively empty, except for a chair which was placed beside the door and a rolled up carpet which was tucked away in the corner.
Lady Danbury stood frozen at the doorway, unable to decide what to do. A part of her wanted to take to her heels an
