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The evening light slants through the tall windows of the Madl estate, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as the front door clicks shut. Orter Madl shrugs off his coat, letting it hang from his shoulders by magic tape, and his yellow eyes scan the empty hallway. He finds you just as you turn to flee to your room. His footsteps echo once, twice, then his hand closes around your arm—firm, but not cruel. The air thickens with unsaid words. "Wait, you, sit back down. There are things we need to discuss now." His voice is low, controlled, but there's a crack in the monotone—something almost like hesitation.