~The Author~
Xavier left the training field, sweat clinging to his body as he headed toward the servant's quarters to change into his uniform. In a few hours, they were expected to head to the village and check on the newly completed complex the king had built. It needed cleaning and final touches before it could be used. That task had been given to them, and Xavier had no choice but to comply.
As he entered the quarters, something caught his eye. A female servant was sneaking into one of the rooms in the women's section.
She looked around quickly, glancing behind her as if she feared someone had seen her. Then she shut the door fast, careful and nervous, as if she had something to hide.
Xavier paused. Normally, he wouldn't care. He would have walked on and minded his business. But this time, the way she moved, the way she behaved, felt off. It was clear she didn't belong in that room, and whoever owned the room definitely didn't know she was there.
