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Emele smiled and presented her shness, if you wouldn’tto speak to Elle--

Severin swiped his paw/hand across the slate, erasing the chalk words before bothering to read them all "No"

Emele pursed her lips and took her slate back to write on it soest you rid yourself of whatever ridiculous idea you have floating around your frill infused head I will not interact with this intruder Tell the other servants to stop gossiping and hoping"

Eht, Emele," Severin said

Emele’s shoulders drooped, and she left the room

Severin’s ears flicked as he listened to the ladies athered his papers, keeping one ear cocked as he ie when he heard another set of footsteps

It was a confident plod, which bespoke much of the walker’s confidence and pushy tendencies

The hair on the back of Severin’s neck stood on end, and he leaped to his clawed feet He grabbed a stack of papers and hustled through the study, slipping outside to the balcony He secured his papers and gracefully climbed over the balcony banister

Only one person in Chanceux Chateau walked like that, and Severin avoided confronting her at all costs as he usually ca side--cursed prince or not

Severin dropped down to a ay on the next floor, disappearing froht just as the door to his study was thrown open

The footstepsback into the hallway, h of thankfulness

He had escaped, this tilanced at the door Emele was there with a clutch of women Most smelled like food--kitchen maids most likely--but there was a house slates and readingfor scraps The house her clothes, and the kitchen maids continuously wiped their hands on their white aprons if they weren’t writing out a e

Elle was surprised, even the scullery , busily trading slates with each other

Ean pushing the women out of the room The female servants sh to curtsey at Elle before she was shoved out of the door

Eainst the fine wooden surface, s sheepishly Her mouth formed an ‘O’ shape when she was shoved aside like a kitten as the door was flung open