It was a Monday morning, and like every other day, I woke up, bathed, and dressed for work in the palace. As I descended the stairs, the usual bustle filled the air—the triplets were getting ready for school. Orion was packing his books, Jarl was adjusting his tie in the hallway mirror, and Zev... Well, Zev was standing near the door, his eyes scanning the room.
Sometimes I wished I could go to school too. The idea of being around others, learning, and just having a life beyond cleaning felt like an unattainable dream. But as a maid in the palace, my duties kept me grounded, far from those desires.
As I walked past them, heading toward the kitchen to start my chores, I felt a pair of eyes on me. Zev’s green eyes locked onto mine, sending a chill down my spine. He didn’t say anything—ju
