Clara
Kyle completely ignored me as he advanced on Nora. He backed her against the garden wall, hissing threats and angry promises.
I remembered all the times Nora had come out of her home covered in bruises. I remembered the wounds she tried to hide, and the way she would never meet my eyes when I tried to tend to her injuries.
I was not going to stand by and let him hurt her again. Things were different now. We weren’t low ranked servants anymore. We were royal mistresses. Kyle had no right to touch her anymore.
I turned and ran. I hated to leave Nora alone with him for even a moment, but I didn’t have any choice. I needed to find help. I couldn’t exactly yell for a guard.
Luckily, there was a patrol only a little ways away. I ran up to the nearest guard and grabbed his arm.
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