EDMOND'S POV.

I stood with my back to the door, my hands clasped behind me, as I faced the window.

The fresh air gently caressed my face, and I sighed in contentment, savoring the moment of tranquility.

My gaze was fixed on the ground far below, the scenery seeming distant and blurred as I lost myself in thought.

Suddenly, loud noises erupted from behind the door, jolting me from my reverie. A frown settled on my face, my curiosity piqued.

What could the maids ...