TW: SELF-HARM!!!
If you are sensitive to this stuff, please do not read !!
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"Good—" The sound of something clattering made me open my eyes as I blinked. My eyes got used to the amount of light in the room. I was in Carlisle's room. The maid looked shocked to see me in the bed. Carlisle was on the balcony, shirtless, with a cigar in his mouth. I grabbed the blankets, letting them cover my form—it would do better to have rumors spread about how I spent the night.
Carlisle casually strolled back inside of his room, snapping his fingers as the tray slowly floated back into the maid's hands, "Jemma, I want to hire new maids. Someone that has no relationship with the castle. Have them given to me by the end of the day."
"O-Of course!" The woman said, she bowed her head. She looked quite young despite the fact that she held the head maid pin. I could tell from the brooch, the cufflinks, and the way she carried herself, "I will make sure it is done."
