As soon as she stepped out of the room, Milena let out a long sigh. Was she ever going to feel at rest? She put her hand in one of her skirt's pockets, and took out Blanche, who shape-shifted into her cat form quickly to ease her mistress. She patted her white fur for a little while, trying to calm down.
"...You're trying to make a bird bark," said a voice behind her.
Milena turned around to find Rachael De Nova standing there. The Young Duchess dressed superbly in attire made of brown leather and black velvet. The Duchess bowed, since their statuses were now different, but she immediately crossed her arms once the formalities were done.
"Your Highness," she greeted Milena.
"...Duchess De Nova. Were you eavesdropping?"
"I heard your voice, that's all," shrugged Rachael.
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