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Melissa Spatiatis. “Three more containers, my lady.” The steward servant says and I stare at her, I haven’t gotten used to hearing them call me by ‘my lady’. It sounds foreign to me. It sounds like a mistake. “Did I say something wrong?” She asks, fear casted all over her face. “N—no.” I say. “That will be all, thank you.” I say and she bows, heading out of the room. It has been two weeks after the ordeal and somehow, I have managed to find something to occupy myself. Dimitrio came up with a bright idea to fund and properly build the royal medicine room in the castle and he found me to be good for the job. Well, who else? The castle of Gethmorn is vast, it is a layered giant that goes up against the sky. Inside it speaks of countless chambers within. Imagine corridors that stretch on f