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Esme stared up at the towering palace. It spread before her like something straight out of a painting. Towers spiraled into the sky, their rooftops tipped with gold that glinted in the sunlight. Walls were painted in rich reds and creams, the balconies adorned with delicate latticework and flowering vines. Drapes and tapestries snapped lightly in the breeze, their colors bold and bright. Even from this distance, the gates alone looked monumental, carved with intricate patterns and polished until they shined. Esme stopped unconsciously. Her jaw slackened a fraction. This… this was magnificent. A rough nudge brought her back to reality. One of the guards pushed her forward, murmuring, “Keep moving.” Only then did she realise she had stopped moving. Esme straightened her shoulders and strode forward, calmly. At the gates, two uniformed palace guards stepped forward. The escorts showed their passes, speaking quickly, “From the Tribunal. This girl is to be admitted.” The palace g

The figure at the doorway was a woman clad in folded green attire befitting a high-ranking maid. She was clearly different from Marion and the others.Her gaze swept over the group with cool, silent scrutiny. At last, her eyes settled on Esme—specifically on the fistful of glossy chestnut curls still clenched in Esme’s hand.Esme blinked.Then, very calmly, she released Marion’s hair.Marion stumbled forward with a choked sound, clutching her scalp.The newcomer’s expression didn’t change. With a single, cool sweep of her eyes, she demanded,“…What is going on here?”Her voice was not raised, yet it carried unmistakable authority. The maids scrambled to speak at once.“She attacked us!” “Head Maid Maude, we only came to welcome her—!” “That girl suddenly went crazy—!”Marion held her head as though she had been scalped alive, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. “She grabbed my hair! I swear, if they hadn’t stopped her—”The head maid’s expression tightened with disapproval

“Watch out—!”Esme’s fingers closed around the girl’s arm just in time.The girl’s breath hitched. Her knees buckled as she barely avoided smashing her skull into the stone step. A few nearby recruits gasped and scattered backward, as though a concussion might somehow be contagious.Esme steadied her and helped her upright.The girl’s face was still pale with shock. Her lips trembled as she looked up at Esme and whispered breathlessly, “Th-Thank you… thank you.”“It’s nothing,” Esme said lightly, already noticing how badly the girl was shaking.Before she could ask if she was hurt, a sharp, bright voice sliced through the air behind them.“Oh, please. It was just a little shove. Do you have to be so dramatic?”The disdain in the tone made the rescued girl visibly stiffen.Esme’s brows knit as she turned.A girl with heavily lined eyes and an arrogant tilt to her chin sauntered forward, arms crossed. Two others flanked her silent, and smiling thinly. One nudged the other as if to say,

The crash echoed sharply from behind the pale wooden doors, metallic, and unmistakably the sound of something heavy toppling over.Every girl stiffened.Even the air seemed to hold its breath, suspended in cold stillness.Maude’s brows slowly snapped together.The two stewards beside her exchanged quick looks, one instinctively stepping forward as though ready to investigate.Before he could take a single step, Maude raised a hand sharply.“No. There are already attendants assigned inside,” she said, her voice low but tinged with annoyance. “His Highness does not require the entire palace running to his door at every second.”The stewards froze at once.But one of them—an older man with thinning hair—shifted uneasily and murmured under his breath, “Still… it’s near his quarters. His Highness must be awake.”The words rippled through the line of girls like a jolt.His Highness.That must mean the Third Prince.The tension thickened instantly. A few girls paled and ducked their heads. S

Ida stumbled backward, arms flailing as she fought to catch her balance. Her boot slipped on the wet stone, and for a moment, it looked like she'd fall.She didn't.She caught herself against the wall, chest heaving, face flushed crimson.Her companion gasped loudly, a hand flying to her mouth.It only took a moment for Ida to recover.Her eyes blazed as she whirled on Esme."You again?!" she spat. "Do you have a death wish?!"Esme didn't answer.She crouched beside Linny, her focus entirely on the trembling girl. Linny's hand was still pressed against her chest, fingers curled protectively. Angry, dark, swollen red marks lined her knuckles where Ida's boot had ground down."Are you hurt?" Esme asked quietly, her lips pressing into a thin line once she saw the marks littered over Linny's skin.Linny nodded, tears streaming freely now. She tried to speak, but only a choked sound came out.Esme's jaw tightened.Behind her, Ida was seething, pointing a shaking finger at Esme."You just a