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~Rowan's POV
The morning light slipped through the tall palace windows, warm but faint. I sat on the edge of my bed, still half in sleep, while the maids moved quietly around me. They were quick with their hands, laying out my clothes, polishing my boots, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt. Damon and Kael were also in their corners of the room, each being fussed over by a different set of maids.
I glanced toward the far side, expecting to see Lisa somewhere, either with my clothes or listening to some quiet instructions. But she wasn't there. Not even her voice.
I frowned and turned to one of the maids folding my jacket.
"Where's Lisa?" I asked casually, though a pinch of worry was already starting in my chest.
The maids froze for a second, their eyes darting to each other like they weren't sure if they should speak. One of them, braver than the rest, stepped forward.
"My lord… it's been a while since she reported to work," she said quietly. "She is not in the palace."
