Chapter 267:Secrets Carried Back
Lyria's POV
I stood by the window, staring out at nothing in particular.
The maids had been dismissed for the night. Their rooms were not far from mine, close enough that they could reach me in case of an emergency, but far enough that I could have a moment of privacy.
I had not known there were such rooms prior to now. Sally and the others had not used them at all, so I had no idea they had been there.
But Elara had chosen to stay, waiting for Bridget to return. She sat in one of the chairs near the hearth, her hands folded in her lap, her gaze steady.
I could not stop thinking about Baron Frederick.
Something had unsettled me throughout the competition. His composure was so unlike what he had presented previously during the competition. This was entirely different.
"I do not trust him," Margery had said earlier, when we were discussing the competition. "The Baron was behaving strangely. There was something off about him."
I had agreed.
