Lita

The day had been long and I couldn’t deny I had not expected the way it turned out. From whatever happened with Kiel to Amelia walking in on us, if she saw or heard anything.

I was finally about to head to my quarters when I overheard the hushed voices of the maidens gathered in the corridor. My curiosity piqued, I slowed my pace, trying to catch their conversation.

“Daphne is really sick,” one of them whispered. “The doctor said she needs a lot of rest.”

I stopped in my tracks.

Daphne, sick?

That was interesting news. My mind raced with possibilities. If Daphne was too ill to be...