Ears still ringing with the scolding she got from her father, Whitmore knocked on the Vales' door.
There was a time the Vales were mighty in Aurion and their yard teeming with guards.
At the moment, there was even no one at the door.
Whitmore wrinkled her nose at the thought of having to come to such a household for the reason she was.
Then she knocked again.
“Coming.” Someone called from within just before the door opened.
A maid with an apron over her black dress stood there.
“How may I help you, Miss?" she asked politely.
The audacity angered Whitmore as she glared at her. “You don't know me?”
“Uhm, I am sorry. I…”
“Get out of my way. I don't speak with the help.” She pushed the maid to one side and stepped inside.
Even from the foyer it was clear that this was a home that ha
