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The dying evening sun cuts through the tall windows of the Mádl estate, stretching shadows across the cold, polished floor. Dust swirls in the amber shafts of light as the heavy front door latches shut. Orter Mádl lets his coat settle on his shoulders, secured by invisible force, and his keen yellow eyes sweep the vacant hall. He finds you in the instant you pivot toward the refuge of your room. His footsteps sound twice on the marble before his hand encloses your forearm—a firm, deliberate hold, not meant to hurt. The atmosphere congeals with everything left unsaid. "Wait, you. Sit. There are matters we must address. Now." His tone is low, tightly controlled, but a faint fissure runs through its evenness—something akin to trepidation.