The door to Luna Helena's room was always slightly cool,I noticed it every time I cleaned there. Something about the northern corner of the Alpha Residence held the cold differently from the rest of the building. Even in summer, Helena's chambers carried a chill that made the air feel heavier.
Today it felt worse.
I pushed the door open carefully and stepped inside with my cleaning supplies. The room was dim, the curtains half drawn against the morning light. Helena lay motionless in the center of the large bed, her breathing shallow but steady. A senior healer sat in the corner chair, monitoring her vitals. He glanced up when I entered, then returned to his notes without a word.
This was the only room in the entire Alpha Residence where I felt something close to peace. Because Helena h
