*Jackson*
I pause for one deep breath before heading for the stairs. I am going to need more than luck; I am going to need a bloody miracle.
The odds are against me. The odds are extremely against me. But I have always been one to cheer for the underdog. And if there is any sense of justice in the world, any existential fairness floating through the air…If ‘Do unto others’ offers any sort of payback, surely I am due.
Love exists.
I know that it does. And I would be damned if it did not exist for me.
My first stop is Ines’s bedchamber. I can’t very well stroll into the ballroom and request an audience with one of the guests, but I think there is a chance that someone has noticed Ines’s absence and gone off looking for her. God willing it will be someone sympathetic to our cause,
