Zara's POV
A chill ran through me. Who could it be? My heart raced. I moved quickly, but cautiously, approaching the door.
I opened it to find my maid standing there. After her encounter with my mother she had avoided me carefully.
Her eyes widened as she stepped inside, scanning the room. The first thing she glanced at was where Alice used to lie.
I’ve disposed of the body,” I said quickly, my voice steady, though inside I was shaking.
The maid looked at me, her face pale. “Disposed of it, My Lady?” Her voice trembled. “What... What happened?”
I saw fear in her eyes for the first time. It made me feel vulnerable. I needed someone to talk to, someone to tell me that everything would be okay. But who could I trust?
I muttered, almost to myself. “Where is Mata?”
The maid hesitated
