Maeve thought: "That arrogant old man would absolutely say something like that."
A knock sounded at the door.
Andres was back—his smile gone, expression tight.
He glanced at Maeve with a look that said: "Something unpleasant happened."
Maeve answered with her eyes: "I've got it."
In front of Sofia, Andres knew how to rein himself in. He quickly put away the sharpness and returned to being the attentive son.
After a few polite lines, he used "resetting the estate's formations" as an excuse and led Maeve out.
Sofia wasn't interested in any of that. She was still floating in the excitement of treatment—of the possibility that her legs might work again.
With Andres handling things, the house business wasn't hers to worry about anyway.
Once they were outside the room, Andres finally turned to Maeve, apologetic.
"There's a small problem…"
Maeve smiled. "Someone showed up to challenge you?"
Andres was starting to feel genuine awe at her instincts.
"Have you heard of the Luminary Order?"
Maeve searched her memory and quickly landed on an answer.
"The current head should be Master Veritas."
Andres raised a brow. "You know him?"
"I don't," Maeve said. Then, after a beat, amended, "But I've heard things."
"That sect cares obsessively about reputation. They won't tolerate anyone saying a bad word about them."
"So they came to pick a fight this fast… to salvage their name."
Andres let out a humorless breath. "You nailed it."
"The formation in my mother's courtyard? Master Veritas himself set it up back then."
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