Elowen spoke slowly, almost casually, as if the matter meant very little to her. "I'm not looking to lay a hand on you. I just want a private word."
The young man in violet froze, the smile on his face stiffening as sweat began to gather along his brow. "I... I don't think that's necessary, Your Grace..."
"I said I want a word." The smile on Elowen's lips faded, her voice cooling. "And you keep avoiding me. Should I take that as you refusing me outright?"
He paused, caught completely off guard.
Elowen let out a short, cold laugh. "I have no idea which house you come from, but clearly no one there bothered to teach you proper conduct. You speak recklessly, try to pull a girl away from my staff as if she were yours to claim, and now that I'm standing in front of you, you can't even offer basic courtesy."
The young man blinked, completely stunned.
What is this?
Every sentence she spoke seemed to layer over the last, leaving him no room to respond.
No matter how many explanations he could come up with, none of them would come out clean.
Elowen turned slightly and gave her order without hesitation. "Take him."
Her tone was calm, like she was arranging something routine. "Bring him back to Hale Manor. I've had the grounds reorganized recently, and there's plenty of work to be done. He can start with the water runs and hauling duties."
The young man's eyes widened in shock. "Your Grace, I am from an official family. My father is Deputy Communications Councilor Archer. We—"
"Deputy Communications Councilor Archer?" Elowen cut him off, one brow lifting slightly. "Perfect. Then send word and have him come along as well. Since you'll be working, it only makes sense your father joins you."
The young man went completely still. This wasn't punishment.
This was humiliation. Sending him to do labor was one thing, but calling his father to do the same?
He couldn't even find the words.
He turned instinctively toward Liam, desperation clear in his eyes.
Liam clenched his fingers, drew in a breath, and stepped forward. "Your Grace, with respect, this arrangement may not be appropriate. Gavin is, after all, the son of a serving official..."
"Not appropriate?" Elowen turned her head, her gaze settling on him. "A moment ago, you made it very clear that harming someone from the Baker family meant insulting the entire Baker family. So tell me, how does that same principle suddenly become inappropriate when it concerns Hale Manor?"
Her tone sharpened slightly.
"Or are you suggesting that the dignity of Hale Manor, and the people I choose to protect, somehow rank below yours?"
Liam fell silent, his face shifting between red and pale. "Josh is... only a common candidate. He holds no position, no title..."
Elowen cut him off cleanly. "And what of it? I choose to stand for him."
She looked at him directly. "If you have an issue with that, you are welcome to bring it before His Majesty."
Liam's body stiffened.
Elowen no longer paid him any attention. She turned to Josh instead. "Anyone else?"
Josh already felt the matter had gone far enough. He shook his head. "Your Grace, the others were only laughing along. It doesn't rise to anything serious."

This... isn't the same presence.
They've started to feel alike.
If Scarlet had been there that day, things would not have ended this cleanly.
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