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Chapter Thirteen: Whispers and water

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Sophia's POV

“I don’t understand why Sir is still keeping Thelma in the house,” one of the maids said, her voice just loud enough to drift through the hallway and reach where I stood, frozen.

“It’s really baffling. I saw them yesterday at the rooftop,” another replied with a hushed giggle.

My heart thudded in my chest. My grip on the ceramic jug tightened.

“What were they doing?” the first asked, her curiosity sharp.

“I just caught a glimpse. They were… having a good time,” the second said, a teasing note in her voice.

“Hmm! On his wedding night?” the first maid gasped. “Wasn’t he supposed to be with his wife?”

“I wonder if they did the stuff or not,” the second maid said with a mischievous smile, and the sound of her laughter clinked softly like the plates they were arranging.

The clang of a spoon hitting a tray followed, then a long pause. The air in the kitchen tightened.

“Don’t you think it’ll affect the Black Wedding?” the first maid asked cautiously, her voice laced with
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