บท 85: Fall of Sylvette LeBlanc- IV

The heavy silence that settled in the room after Lord August's departure seemed to hang thick in the air, palpable in its intensity. The maids, their gazes darting nervously between one another, appeared poised on the edge of flight, as if eager to rush out and relay the startling turn of events to their mistress. The physician, his demeanor fraught with uncertainty, fidgeted awkwardly, unsure of how to proceed in the wake of Sylvette's unexpected display of influence.

Amidst the tension that gripped the room, Sylvette remained a shining with a sense of triumphant defiance, her spirit undaunted by the lingering ache of her injuries. Though the pain persisted, it paled in comparison to the rush of empowerment that surged through her veins. In that moment, she felt as though she stood atop the world, her newfound sense of authority casting a radiant glow upon her features.