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chapter 43: servant task

Penulis: Diamond
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-31 21:14:01

Elara's POV

Vanya summoned me to her chambers the next morning.

I knew it was a trap. The servant who delivered the message had a smirk on her face, and the two guards stationed outside Vanya's quarters watched me with barely concealed amusement as I approached. But I had no choice. I was a servant now, bound by the rules of the household, and refusing a direct request from a pack noble would have given Vanya exactly what she wanted,a reason to accuse me of misconduct.

I knocked on the door, my
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