Chapter Six
Zamir practically dragged Tahlia inside the manse. A servant scurried ahead of them, scattering a carpet of flower petals in their path for the traditional walk to the bedchamber.
The rest of the servants ignored the scene and went about their business. I guessed it wasn’t the first time they had seen Zamir treat a woman in such a fashion, and Tahlia was his wife.
With darkness falling and the guests dispersed, I finally had some measure of freedom. I slipped from the hedge that had hidden me and worked my way toward the manse, using shrubs and stone garden decorations to shield me from the working servants. Getting into the manse itself was the hardest part. I was forced to wait until none of the industrious servants were looking, which almost stretched my patience to its l
