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The image lingered for only a moment before her focus sharpened once again.
Because this—
This was no longer merely an interrogation.
There were threads here that reached far deeper—touching upon shadows that might not only concern nobles or hidden puppeteers, but perhaps even forces aligned with the unseen hands of those who moved within the greater tapestry of the realm…
Whether this encounter would intersect with such powers…
remained to be seen.
But one thing was certain—
Scarlette Overland was not merely pulling at threads.
She was unraveling something far greater.
Scarlette almost laughed at the image formed within her mind, a fleeting and almost childish picture that contrasted sharply with the suffocating tension within the room.
Yet she restrained herself, her composure unshaken, her emotions carefully tucked beneath layers of control that few could ever hope to imitate.
