It was a drop of water.

That was just the beginning.

Drip. Drip. Drip. The drops kept falling onto my cheek. Instinctively, I rolled off the bed—

And almost at the same time, with a tudududuk sound, water began pouring from the ceiling like a miniature waterfall.

***

Yesterday, Natalie had taken one look at the villa and said, “It’ll probably collapse in a couple of days.”

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The villa proved its age in a far more dramatic way—by letting its roof cave in under heavy rain in less than twenty-four hours.

Now, all of us were huddled in the first-floor parlor, having evacuated at dawn. The caretakers, who had rushed over in the morning, bowed deeply and explained.

“We are terribly sorry! We did our best to maintain the roof, but it seems some of the beams couldn’t withstand the rain.”

“For now, please warm yourselves and wait. We will inform His Highness immediately and find a solution.”

Father had been livid, but at the mention of informing Percival, he could do nothing but sit there, face turning red with barely suppressed frustration. Natalie, however, was openly grumbling.

“So, the first villa didn’t even last a single night. The next one might collapse the moment we step inside.”

“How can you say such things, Natalie!”

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