POV: Nyx (First Person)He had chosen the east terrace.Of course he had. Open sky, manicured grounds visible in every direction, the kind of setting that said *nothing to hide* while simultaneously ensuring every conversation was exposed to anyone walking the upper corridor. A table set for two, good china, fresh flowers. The whole architecture of a casual lunch that had been carefully designed to feel undesigned.I sat down, smiled, picked up my napkin and told myself, two hours. You have survived worse rooms than this.Kane arrived exactly on time. He sat across from me with the warmth of someone genuinely looking forward to this, poured my water before the staff could reach it, and asked how I had slept."Well," I said. "Thank you."He smiled like he believed me.We moved through the opening mechanics of the meal with the smooth ease of two people who were both skilled at this. He asked gentle questions. How was I adjusting to the estate's rhythms. Had I found the grounds to my li
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