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... roaching footsteps of someone unfamiliar. The sound was heavier yet more snappier than Eliza’s steps.
When the door opened, without my permission, I was greeted by the butler Father had assigned to me to oversee my training.
He was taller than me, but not quite towering. He had short black hair that was neatly brushed and a clean-shaven face. He looked young, really young. Younger than what I’d imagined for someone supposedly skilled enough to have Father observe me.
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