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The door closed behind him with a weight that lingered long after his footsteps faded.
Silence stretched through the chamber, thick, taut, vibrating with everything left unsaid.
The mistress remained where she stood, eyes sweeping the room again, slower this time. Her lips pressed together, displeasure plain on her face.
She did not look at me at first.
That told me everything I needed to know.
“This is not right,” she said at last, voice clipped, controlled. “This chamber...”
"Is now mine,” I cut in calmly.
Her gaze snapped to me.
Before she could respond, a knock sounded at the door.
“Enter,” she said sharply.
The door opened, and three maids stepped inside. Estel was among them, flanked by two others I didn’t recognise as well. All three bowed first to the mistress, th
