EMMALAINEThe maid knelt before me, her trembling fingers carefully brushing over my ankle as she cleaned away the dried stain from my skin. Her hands were clumsy, too slow for my liking.“Not that color,” I snapped impatiently, glaring down at the tray of polish beside her. “The red one, not this dull thing. Do I look like someone who wears peasant pink?”The maid flinched. “I—I’m sorry, my lady.”Before she could finish, the door burst open with a loud bang, slamming against the wall.I turned sharply, my irritation rising like a wave. “What in the Goddess’ name..”Evelyn stormed in, her eyes wild and her chest heaving. “Get out!” she barked at the maid, who jumped and scrambled away, nearly tripping over herself as she fled the room.I straightened, frowning. “Evelyn, what’s the meaning of this?”She slammed the door shut behind her, pacing the room like a caged wolf. “You’re not going to believe what I just heard.”I tilted my head, annoyance giving way to curiosity. “Then stop pa
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