Emma.
I was frozen in place. I didn't know where this would go but I hoped for my own good that I'd just spoken the truth.
Deborah had been going through lord Roger's drawers that morning that I woke in his chambers. I'd seen it with my own eyes.
Minutes later, Deborah arrived, her expression was calm but turned wary as she stepped into the room. She gave Roger a respectful bow before her eyes landed on me.
"My lord," she said smoothly, "you summoned me?"
Roger didn't waste any time, he gestured toward me at once. "Emma claims she saw you searching through my drawers and cabinets two mornings ago. Care to explain?"
Deborah’s eyes narrowed, and she turned to me with an angry look. "You’re lying," she said, her voice steady, "I’ve done no such thing."
"I’m not lying,” I mutt
