That’s when Leo saw it: a tiny key hanging from the ribbon at her obi. And on the back of her neck, half-hidden by her collar, a word engraved: FREE D.
Behind him, he heard the gentle, final click of the Serving Doll’s heart stopping—like a teacup being set down for the last time. Escape from the Room of the Serving Doll Free D...
“Drink,” she said.
“I’m saving it.”
He didn’t move.
The shoji screen slid open. Leo didn’t look back. That’s when Leo saw it: a tiny key