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Lady Mesuna's chambers were alive with the sound of activity. Her maids flitted around like diligent bees, ensuring that every piece of her armor shone with perfection and every strand of her silver hair lay flawlessly in place. Yet, their efforts were accompanied by hushed whispers and sidelong glances at their mistress, who sat in serene silence with an enigmatic smile on her face.

"I've never seen Lady Mesuna like this before," one of the younger maids murmured, carefully adjusting the silver pauldrons that gleamed in the soft candlelight. "That smile… is she pleased, or—"

"—or furious?" another maid finished in a whisper. She was fastening the greaves to Mesuna's long, toned legs. "Honestly, it's impossible to tell."

"Whatever it is, it gives me chills," admitted the first maid, glancing at her lady nervously.