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Lady Berenice rushes out to the Main Hall where she heard the source of the booming footsteps.Shockingly, she's the only one who heard this particular sound earlier, and no one ever heard the sound of the footsteps.
This is making her insane as her mind twirls around things that anyone could never understand.
She's totally not fine--- she's truly devastated and broken. The last piece of her reasoning is too hard to find.
Pieces of her childhood memories start to flood in her consciousness such as the Duchess lashes out of her calling her "twit" for being a child of a mistress, the gaze of her unloving father, and the mother that thought her about the selfish world.
She didn't realize that her body is producing stressed pheromones that almost filled the air as her shoulders are so tensed up.
Hearing the slamming of her heart, she stops
