The morning began like any other.Elara woke to pale sunlight spilling across her room in Vincent’s estate, her muscles still aching faintly from the week’s training. She had grown used to the dull burn — it felt almost like proof that she was changing, piece by piece, day by day.But something was different today.She noticed it first at breakfast. The staff usually greeted her with warm nods, sometimes with faint smiles if Lena was nearby to break the stiffness of their routine. But this morning, their eyes slid past her too quickly. Their movements were too brisk, their voices clipped.“Elara,” one servant murmured, bowing stiffly before hurrying away.She frowned slightly, unsettled. Had she done something wrong? She replayed the past days in her mind — the training, the quiet evenings writing in her notebook, the conversations with Lena. Nothing stood out.She tried to ignore it. People had bad mornings too.When she joined Lena in the garden later, the feeling sharpened. Lena gr
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