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โI- Iโm sorry, sir.โ
Ivory stuttered in her usual soft and quiet tone, her breathing heavy and uneven as she crouched with her hands on her knees.
โIโm scared..โ โI- was talking to the d- d- d-โ
she stumbled over her words.
โdetective, and he was getting weird.. o-or pushy, I- I guess.. I- I dunno what- I just.. I just came in here to get away, for a second..โ
Ivory, a newish servant for the Hemlocke family, had recently been exposed to a murder of another servant, Mysticat, who had been Mr. Pyroscytheโs assistant. Because of the unfortunate death, Ivory had been moved to be Pyroscytheโs assistant instead. After the murder of Mysti, there had been an investigation, in which the detective had interrogated every one of the Hemlockeโs servants, attempting to find out who the murderer was. And for some reason, the detective was back at the household days later. After the detective came to her asking odd and pushy questions, she had suffered a small panic attack, and quickly hid in Prince Zam, another of the Hemlockeโs room. She now stood- or- crouched, before him.