Luna
"Lilly, are you sure you have to go?" I asked, watching as my trusted maid packed her few belongings into a small bag.
Tears glistened in her eyes, but she nodded. "My mother… she needs me, my lady. I would never leave you otherwise."
I wanted to tell her to stay. I wanted to beg her not to go. But what kind of person would I be if I asked her to choose between me and her dying mother?
I forced a smile. "Go. Take care of her. And if you need anything, let me know."
Lilly clutched my hands, her grip warm and familiar. "Be careful, my lady. Things are changing too quickly… and not in a good way."
I stiffened. "What do you mean?"
She hesitated, glancing toward the door before lowering her voice. "Crystal. Her maids have been lurking around your chambers too much. I don't trust the
