Lena’s POV
“We figured you’d like the upgrade, Luna,” Maria said as she placed a plate of food in front of me that I didn’t order. "Lady Selena said the other timing was slowing down the pack too much.”
Lady Selena. Not “Selena” or “the visitor,” but “Lady Selena,” as if she had never ceased being their mistress.
“I see,” I said, looking at the beautifully cooked dish that was nothing like what I’d been eating all season. "And when did she say this?"
“Literally right now, when she was talking about weekly meal plans. She is so full of good ideas for things to do that would make us more efficient.”
The weekly menu planning. The job I’d been working on for months, hijacked while I slept.
"Thank you, Maria. This looks... lovely."
And yet, as I choked down food that other people had det
