MAYA’S POV
I paced back and forth in my chambers, my mind racing with thoughts of Allan and his secrets. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was hiding something from me, something big. And I needed someone to confide in, someone I trusted. That smell was something I couldn’t ignore.
I lay in bed, my mind still racing with thoughts of Allan and the odd scent I perceived from him earlier that evening. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was hiding something from me, something big. Just as I was starting to drift off to sleep, I heard a gentle knock on the door.
"Enter,"
I called out, expecting it to be Allan coming to check on me. But to my surprise, it was Emma, my loyal maid.
"Your Majesty, I saw the light on and thought I'd come in to help you prepare for bed,"
she said
