Chapter Thirty-Four
A knock on her door dragged Shadow from sleep and brought her to her feet. Still in her nightgown, she grabbed her sword that lay on the floor beside her bed and half opened her bedroom door. A servant stood there with a plate of large biscuits filled with oats and nuts, steam rising from them. In her other hand, she held out a letter.
The servant made an awkward curtsey as she tried to hold the plate steady. “My lady, I had orders to bring these to you before you left for training.”
Shadow leaned her sword against the wall by the door and took the plate and letter. The servant curtseyed again, more graceful this time, before she turned and fled. Shadow smiled. It seemed to be a common reaction among the servants. She closed her door with a bump of her hip and return
