"Ah, she's here!"
Amelia caught it instantly—her radar was frighteningly accurate.
Truth be told, it was my mistake for not noticing first. Unfortunately, I wasn't blessed with eyes on the back of my head.
—Click, clack.
The sound of measured footsteps approached from behind.
Alice was coming toward us.
"Did you two have a good time?" she asked, her tone smooth and composed as ever.
"Of course," I replied with a polite smile. "There was a slight problem, but thanks to Lady Amelia, it was resolved without issue."
The words themselves were fine.
Too fine.
I paused mid-thought.
Something felt… off.
Her expression, her posture, even her voice—everything appeared normal at first glance. Yet there was a faint discord, the kind you only notice when you've been paying close attention.
"Lady Alice," I said carefully, "your fan is broken."
Her eyes flicked downward for just a fraction of a second.
