The news drained the the colors from his face

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"He’s always busy!" Jasmine sighed, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and longing.

She glanced around the room that had become her gilded cage, the four walls she knew too well, the garden outside that she’d only glimpsed through the window.

"I was thinking," she continued, trying to sound casual, "maybe we could go out together, explore the town a bit? I’m feeling a little restless being cooped up here all the time."

The caretaker gave her a sympathetic smile, but it was tinged with something else, something more guarded.

"Madam, I understand your frustration," she said gently, "but your health is the top priority. Sir is very concerned, especially after all the injuries you’ve suffered. Staying here isn’t a restriction—it’s for your well-being. How about I take you back to your room? A little rest might help, just like it usually does when you’re feeling this way."

Jasmine forced a smile, masking her disappointment. "No, thank you. I’ll go on my own," she repl