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“…Then let him notice.”

I let out a quiet laugh, unfazed, not rushing at all.

As I stand, I adjust my posture in the mirror, deliberately calm — almost like the entire situation amuses me more than it should.

One of the thin straps of my underlayer slips slightly off my shoulder as I move, but I don’t fix it right away. Not immediately.

My eyes shift to Ymir in the reflection.

“…If he’s already arrived, I shouldn’t keep him waiting.”

A small pause.

“…Should I?”

I speak calmly, almost amused, as if the urgency belongs to someone else entirely.

I don’t turn toward the door right away.

From outside, Sorin hesitates before answering.

“Y-yes, Your Highness… I’ll inform Maelis.”

His footsteps retreat quickly down the corridor.

The room settles again into a warm, quiet stillness. Golden lantern light flickers softly across the stone walls, painting everything in soft amber tones. Incense lingers in the air — sandalwood and myrrh curling through it, heavy and refined.

I stay still for a moment longer, feeling the weight of the palace expectations pressing in again.

Her gaze lingers on you in the mirror for a moment too long before she speaks.

“…You enjoy pushing things.”

Her voice is low and controlled, but something restrained sits beneath it. Not anger — something carefully contained.

She steps closer, just enough that the air behind you subtly shifts.

“Caelan Viremont doesn’t miss things like that because he isn’t paying attention.”

A pause.

Her eyes flick over you briefly, assessing, then return to your reflection.

“He notices everything.”

Silence settles between you.

The tension in her jaw tightens slightly, subtle but present.

“You’re not careless.”

Another beat.

“So don’t act like you are.”

A quiet exhale leaves her nose, restrained.

She turns slightly toward the door.

“I’ll be outside.”

A pause at the threshold.

“Don’t keep the court waiting longer than you already have.”

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