Amanda
Mitsi led me down the plush pathway and to a large door at the end of it. It had dozens of images of carved naked women on it.
They all had a sadness in their eyes, conveyed even through their wooden features.
There was nothing beautiful about this display. This was truly just about power. I shuddered.
"Cold?"
I looked up. Just inside the room Cee had a feathery red robe wrapped around her. She tilted her head when she saw me, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Cee," I gasped. I scurried into the room and shut the door in Mitsi's face. As much as I liked the maid, I wasn't sure I could trust her at this moment. I couldn't risk any of this going wrong. "Cee, have you heard what's going on?"
She glanced past me at the door and gave a little shake of her head. "
