Aria's POV
The soft murmur of voices drifted through the kitchen door as I passed by, catching my attention. I paused, leaning in closer to listen, curiosity tugging at me. It had been days since the confrontation with Lady Giselle, and since then, I had tried to keep my head down, avoiding any more conflict.
“She’s unbearable,” one of the maids whispered, her voice filled with contempt. “I don’t know how much longer we can stand that woman!"
“I heard she’s been boasting again,” another voice chimed in, “saying she’s going to be the next Luna. Can you imagine? Has Alpha Denderick even announced her coronation?"
I frowned, my heart quickening. They were talking about Lady Giselle. I pushed the door open slightly, peeking inside to see a group of maids huddled together, their faces etche
