Rosalind frowned, not from her aching head, but from what sounded like an argument outside of the house.
"I told you, the young miss is not feeling well."
"I came to give her flowers."
"Then give it to me, I will give it to the miss once she is awake!"
"The flowers are— "
"Do you understand how inappropriate it is for a knight to give flowers to the future Duchess of the North?" Milith uttered. "Sir Jeames, I am well aware that you grew up with the Miss, but you cannot just ruin the Miss's reputation like this. The Miss has yet to have her ceremony! Once her reputation is broken— "
"I know— "
Rosalind stopped listening. She knew that the voice belonged to Jeames, and judging from the argument, it sounded like Jeames wanted to see her but Milith refused to let him in.
"That man accompanied Dorothy Lux the other night."
Rosalind almost jumped out of her bed when she heard Huig's voice. The man was in the corner of her room, looking out of the window.
