Kesha's POV
She can fool everyone but certainly not me. Danika is the least of my problems. She'd better behave herself else, I will expose her sooner than I should. A cool breeze drifted through the air as birds chirped in the sky, making me conscious of my environment.
I clutched the handle of the iron bucket tightly, trying to push away the thoughts of Danika and her evil schemes. I balanced the bucket in my hand carefully to avoid spilling water on the floor as I made my way from the well.
I am barely a week here and everything is falling into place already. All I need to do is play my part as the obedient and quiet maid.
And then there was Hollio. A perfect distraction. A perfect gentle man.
He is... something else. Broad-shouldered, with sun-kissed skin, and those piercing eyes
