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The kitchen door swung shut behind Ace with a soft click, leaving behind a sudden silence that pressed against my eardrums. My fingers curled into the damp fabric of my apron, the moisture from washing dishes seeping into my palms. The steady thrum of my heartbeat echoed strangely loud in my ears.
Ann’s scrub brush scraped against the metal sink with rhythmic strokes. "Lady Ovelia," she said, her voice unusually tight, "they’re planning something ...
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