CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
THE NEXT MORNING, SHAUNA caught Emma as she handed two women their breakfast trays.
“Morning, Mistress.” Emma made another plate. “Did you need anything?”
Shauna stood by the empty trays on the marble countertop. “I heard Dee’s having breakfast in bed this morning.”
“Yeah.” Emma got fresh orange juice out the refrigerator. “She’s been working so hard with the training and everything Jonathan said she could sleep in.”
Shauna faked a smile, eager to grab a knife from the rack and shove it in Dee’s throat. “Have you taken her, her breakfast yet?”
“No, I’m finishing hers now.” Emma set the food and glass on the tray.
“Can I take it to her?” Shauna held her arms out. “I feel bad for not being nicer to her. I’d like to show her she’s welcomed by us all.”
“Mistress.” Em
