Elise's POV
I slowly walked out of the room, my bare feet padding against the cold floor.
When I woke up, Leon wasn't beside me in bed. The sheets on his side were already cold, and it made me wonder where he had gone so early. A strange heaviness lingered in my chest when I realized I was alone.
As I stepped outside, blinking against the soft glow of the hall, I noticed a maid standing there, waiting patiently as if she had been expecting me all along.
"We would like to serve you in any way we can, Lady Elise. So please, follow us," she said with a polite bow.
Serve me…
Her words echoed in my mind, stirring something familiar.
"I will make you feel good, if you allow us," she added, her tone sweet but laced with a kind of quiet confidence that sent a shiver through me.
The service.
