The house was quiet by midnight. Not the strained quiet of fear waiting for devastating news, but the softer stillness that follows a crisis once the danger has finally passed. The media vans were gone from beyond the estate gates. The west study had been cleared of old ledgers, screens, and anything else that might reignite the emotional pressure of the scandal. The medical team remained on standby in the east wing, but their movements had slowed into routine observation rather than emergency readiness.
