Ronan left the room quietly, closing the door behind him. He hadn’t heard her whisper — not fully.“Tell me what I have to do…”The words left her lips like a breath, but he was already gone.The room felt quiet, still, but not lonely. Just as she curled beneath the blankets, the door creaked again. A soft knock came first, followed by the scent of something warm and earthy.A maid entered, dressed in simple robes of deep gray and forest green. She carried a small carved tray made of black wood, balanced with a single clay cup and a thin, steaming pot.“My lady,” the maid bowed. “I’ve brought your Mi’en Brew. It helps with easing tension in the body. Good for sleep.”Selene blinked, slowly sitting up. Before she could ask where the drink came from, the maid turned quickly on her heel and walked out, her soft slippers making no sound on the stone floor.Selene stared after her. “Wait—” she called, but the maid was already gone.She turned to the tray, curiosity pricking at her. The ste
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