The ball had ended hours ago.The halls of the Veyra estate lay quiet under the silver wash of moonlight.Outside, the gardens slept beneath frost, and the faint creak of branches in the wind was the only sound.Serina sat in the small reading room off her chambers, the fire before her burning low.She had not removed her gown the crimson silk was heavy on her shoulders, but she liked the way it still carried the heat of the evening’s victory.A single strike, small but precise, had left Aria rattled.A soft knock came at the door.It wasn’t one of the maids their knock was timid, polite.This one was short, sharp, and certain.“Come in,” she said.The door opened, and a thin servant stepped inside.He was not one of hers; his face was unfamiliar, his coat plain, travel-worn.He bowed quickly and held out a sealed envelope.“This is for you, my lady. From… a friend.”The way he said the last word made it sound like a warning.Serina took the envelope without answering.The seal was ol
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