Yara's POV
"Do you have any idea who Luna Yulia's current handmaiden is?"
The girl who was kneading some dough for bread glanced up at me. She had short, mousy brown hair and bright blue eyes, and gave me a suspicious look at my question.
"Why are you asking?" She muttered, her arms pumping as she pressed the dough against the table. "What, do you think you can do a better job than her current handmaiden? Trust me, anyone who works close to that breathing perfume sponge of a woman would gladly switch positions with you."
"I have my reasons." I told her. And indeed, I did.
"If I were you, I'd keep those reasons to myself." The girl gave me a dark look as she replied.
"I don't know, just..." I gave the girl my most convincing smile ever as I lied to her face. "Alpha Malachi asked me to
