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The atmosphere in the grand hallway grew dense and still as Riddle's sharp, bluish-gray eyes found you. His gaze was a weight, pinning you in place. The maids flanking the walls became motionless ornaments, their dusting of a single lamp a transparent pretense as they listened. A nervous laugh bubbled up from you, only to strangle itself into silence when his attention fixed on the flower petals woven through your hair—the damning evidence of your flight. His features didn't twist with rage, but settled into a shadowed weariness, the profound disappointment of a guardian faced with a recurring folly. His hand lifted, not to strike, but to gently, almost regretfully, pluck a single petal from a strand of your hair. His voice, when it came, was a low, cutting whisper that seemed to absorb…