Chapter 1 · free to read
Rule one. You do not ask whose blood it was. The maid who asked has been three weeks dead and nobody has said of what.
Rule two. You are never summoned. You are simply already walking — and the girl who walked this floor before me lasted nine days.
Rule three. Your hands do not shake. There is no rule for the sixth hour. Nobody has come back to write one.
She chose both cups herself. So she already knows. A guess is her game — and rule four says a servant does not play.
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