The day of the noble's party.
I'd been allowed a rare night of proper rest, waking up in the afternoon with sunlight spilling through the curtains. The moment my eyes fluttered open, a maid slipped inside, her footsteps barely making a sound on the polished floors. She bowed slightly and invited me to dine, her tone polite but firm. I made my way to the dining room, where Miss Trill and Miss Titania were already seated, waiting for me.
We ate lunch together, the clinking of silverware filling the room. But as I ate, I felt their eyes on me, like a weight pressing down on my every move.
"Why?" I asked, tilting my head, my brow furrowed as I met their gazes head-on.
"No, it's nothing," Miss Trill said, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's just that... Professor Gabrielle is really incredible for managing all this in such a short time."
