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Chapter Twenty one

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EMMELINE'S POV

A gentle tap on my back roused me from sleep. I opened my eyes to find a figure looming over me, but the face was unfamiliar. Panic set in, and I sat up abruptly. The girl took a step back, giving me space.

"Good evening, Lady Emmeline," she said slowly. "My name is Grace, and I'll be serving you today."

I frowned, annoyance etched on my face. "Where are Elara and July?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral. I couldn't bring myself to ask about Juliet, not after what I'd witnessed.

Grace's expression turned somber. "Lord Cedric took all the maids who serve you to the dungeon for interrogations."

I screamed in shock, "What! Why would he do something so outrageous?"

Grace shook her head, "I apologize, my lady, but I don't have any answers to that question."

I waved her off, noticing that Grace looked like a teenager, no older than eighteen. She didn't carry the scent of a werewolf or a witch.

"What are you?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

Grace bit her l
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