As long as he was there, Ruhuahua had no eyes for anyone or anything else.
Only after he had left did she hear the night watchman’s gong signaling the end of the third watch. The night was thick and eerily silent, yet sleep was the last thing on her mind.
Stretching her limbs, she sat by the half-open window, gazing in the direction he had gone and lost in thought as she stared at the scattered, flickering candlelight outside. At his pace, he should have cleared the Marquis Manor by now.
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