Kendrick
The moment I stepped into the manor, I knew something was off.
The air inside was too still, too empty.
Usually, even if Kimberly wasn’t in the same room as me, I could feel her presence somewhere within these walls. But now, there was nothing.
I scanned the room, my jaw tightening.
I frowned. It wasn’t like Kimberly to roam freely unless she had no choice. She knew better than to push the limits of my patience.
I had expected her to be in our chambers or perhaps in the library, keeping up with her studies.
Instead, the house was silent.
I turned toward the nearest servant, a young woman who immediately averted her gaze as I approached.
“Where is she?” I asked, my tone sharp.
The girl flinched slightly before answering, “Lady Kimberly is not in the manor, my Lord.”
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