‘I see.’ There was no hint of disappointment in her voice – just cold, factual observation. But her fingers trembled as she lifted her hand to her chest and yanked off the lily brooch pinned to her white robe. ‘Thank you. That’s clear enough.’ ‘Wait,’ Norris blurted. ‘Wait, what are you—’ The silver lily clattered against the marble floor in response. ‘I’m resigning,’ she pleasantly informed him, bunching up her robe to pull it over her head. A slim, blue-grey dress appeared below; she chucked the robe into a shapeless heap next to the brooch and smoothed her skirt back in place. ‘I’m sick of
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