Chapter 75 – Daphne POV
'System!!!' I mentally scream like my sanity depends on it—because, honestly, it does.
The world halts.
Color bleeds out of the walls.
Time stops.
Everything turns black and white, frozen like a paused movie.
And right on cue, that familiar blue orb materializes in front of me, bobbing with soft light like it's just here for moral support instead of soul maintenance.
I don't waste time.
I jab a finger toward my bed, where Duchess Evelyne Callum—yes, the duchess—is seated beside where I just was lying, hair tousled, robe slightly askew, and looking like she doesn't realize she just gave me an emotional crisis.
"This!"
[Host.] The orb's voice is as mechanical and flat as ever.
"Look at this! How the hell am I supposed to stay away from the plot when this is happening? Do you have a solution? Suggestions? A defibrillator?!" I hiss, pacing with frantic energy and jabbing toward the still duchess again like I caught her stealing royal jewels.
