For years, Fleur had lived in the shadows of the aristocrats she served, a ghost in a world of silk and secrets. But the letter changed everything. It wasn't a threat; it was an invitation to a game she couldn’t afford to lose, written in a hand she recognized all too well. "You're shaking," a voice whispered from the doorway.

She picked up the letter, the weight of her future heavy in her hand. She thought of the lies she’d been told and the truth she was finally ready to seize. With a sharp exhale, she broke the seal.

"I don't want to come back," she replied, her gaze hardening.