Rina’s POV
“This one looks very elegant,” I mused with a smile, lifting one of the gorgeous pieces she had ordered from Greece.
“Is it?” Ravina asked, taking the royal blue dress with fur sleeves from my hands. She held it over her shoulder and peeked into the mirror, beaming. “I think I’ll wear this one for the tea party.”
A sharp knock on the door interrupted us. Lady Ravina turned to me. “Could you check who is at the door, Rina?”
“Of course.” I rose from the couch and made my way across the bedroom. I opened the door to find a maid standing there, her head bowed low. “What is it?” I asked, resting a hand on my hip.
“Lord Declan asked that Lady Ravina be notified of a search,” the girl whispered.
“A search?”
“What is it, Rina?” Lady Ravina called from inside.
“Come in,” I told t
