GEMMA
The moment I left my room and walked out of the hallway, I knew that something was up. When I reached the stairs, it was more noticeable.
More maids were moving around, carrying garlands of flowers, decorations, and vases. The maids who saw me, bowed and greeted me. There were strangers, moving around, taking notes, and giving instructions. They ignored me.
It took me longer to realize that they were preparing for a celebration.
I caught George in the mess when he was giving instructions to the guards. I suspected that he was in charge of the security detail. He would be in charge of the guest's safety.
"George," I said, grabbing his arm to gain his attention. "What's going on?"
He dismissed the guards and turned to look at me. "It's the annual Sunbeam festival. It's usually ho
