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I quickly composed myself, coughing lightly as I regained my composure. "Apologies," I said, forcing a smile. "The tea went down the wrong way."

Concern flickered across Lady Elara's features as she reached out to pat my back gently. "Are you alright, Aaliyah?" she asked, her voice laced with genuine concern.

I nodded, waving off her worry with a dismissive gesture. "I'm fine, just a momentary lapse," I assured her, offering a reassuring smile. "Please, continue with your plans."

Lady Elara studied me for a moment, her gaze searching mine for any sign of discomfort. Satisfied that I was indeed alright, she nodded and turned back to her tea, resuming her conversation as if nothing had happened.

As we finished our meal, the conversation flowed effortlessly between us, punctuated by laughter and shared anecdotes. Despite my initial shock at the mention of Lydia's name, I found myself enjoying Lady Elara's company more than I had anticipated.