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eneath doors. Servants moved quickly, carrying trays of silverware and baskets of linens, heads
he prince's chambers?" one whispered a
. as if she owned the place," came
he prince's eyes," a third added, lowering
wing heavier with each retelling. Each whisper tw
screen near the main
m. Anyone passing by would see only a loyal noblewoman watching ov
o her palm. A nameless kitchen girl, daring to step into
nto a smile-slow,
iracies by chance. Her magic was not loud or violent.
s completely, shielding th
ppearance-face, voice, bo
e into the palace's shadows, unsee
ade for ma
ecided. And the prince must be
low, Elenma scrubb
with something unseen. When other servants passed her, their smiles did not reach their e
ers tightening a
wer st
e closed her eyes and focused, emotions whispered to her like win
wished h
a name surfaced in her
me
n her. And yet, the darkness she sensed car
quiet voice wa
to steady. She did not know how to confront d
halls, the prince fo
was simply concern over palace order. That the rum
ched for her with
ervants passed, something tightened in his chest. There was strength in h
t her presence
hispers a
he thought grimly, I
rstand why that tho
ht, Rame
ickered along stone walls, shadows stretching and breathing
ipped int
Elenma stood where Ramela had been-same face, same frame, same sim
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ndle was nudged, spilling wax onto the floor. A letter displaced from its
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ed, alerted by the di
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" she said in Elenma's voice, trembl
ease, confusion-but the ev
en she
ards arrived, the
brough
ispered. "She's shameless," another said. "Dangerous." "
rumors like cuts
her so-clear, unwavering. And yet the palace believe
ed her quietly t
ed to t
crept in l
mming beneath her calm exterior. The se
light washing over her hands. Her fingers clench
only the
shadows, Ra
orm ha
something irreversible, a future splitting into paths she did not yet understand. The prince lay awake, troubled by doubt he could not