Dance With Doubt.

Meanwhile, back in Leonora's wing...

Leonora paced back and forth in her living room, her thoughts consumed by the scene she'd witnessed earlier—Maya trying to seduce Leone.

'Hmm... she's sly,' Leonora mused, her fingers lightly tapping her chin. 'And from Evelina's reaction, they seem to know each other... Is she related to Evelina somehow? Shall I try to find out?'

Her train of thought was interrupted by the sound of her front door clicking open, the faint creak of hinges signaling someone's entrance. Quickly, Leonora composed herself and made her way back to the sitting room where tea had been served. With a serene expression, she settled into her seat.

Moments later, Maya returned, gliding into the room with practiced ease. She moved to sit opposite Leonora, her faint perfume wafting through the air.

"I thoughy you were in the toilet, it seemes you stepped out for abit," Leonora said smoothly, her tone neutral but her words pointed.