Chastity
I was roused from my sleep by a firm shake. My eyes shot open to find a tall, angry-looking woman standing over me. She had a basket hooked on one arm, and the other was reaching to shake me again.
“Good, you’re awake.” She huffed, seeing my eyes were now open. “Did Lady Janet not tell you I would come? You should have been waiting for me, not sleeping. Now we have to move fast, or we won’t get you out of here.”
I nodded, swinging my legs to the floor and slipping on the shoes I had left at the side of the bed. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep waiting for Lady Janet’s maid to arrive, but I had been so exhausted it couldn’t be helped. Glancing at the alarm on the nightstand that read one seventeen, I reached for my coat and signaled that I was ready.
The woman didn’t speak as she
