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Chapter 22

Author: Jane Besh
last update publish date: 2026-05-06 02:13:23

Romy Pov

I found the ground floor corridor by accident the first time and kept returning many times after.

It trailed along the back of the estate's west service wing, so narrow that two people would have to turn sideways to fit through. It was lit by overhead fixtures that were slightly dimmer than the main halls.

The guards didn't rotate through it on the hour. The household staff used it in the mornings for linen delivery and not much after that.

By midday it was empty, which made it usefu
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