It was 10 minutes to 10pm. Arabella had prepared herself both mentally and physically for whatever Lorcan decided to throw at her. She had no idea what he was planning, deciding to play it safe with a subtle, grey outfit that would blend in anywhere. She had instructed her maids to leave for the evening, saying she was going to retire early as the excitement of the day had got to her. Instead, however, Arabella had hurried around her chamber as soon as she was alone – preparing herself for her meeting with Lorcan in just a few short moments.
With the hanging clock in her room displaying 9:55pm, Arabella drew a quick breath deep into her lungs before slowly cracking her door open. She peered out into the empty corridor, praying that no one would walk past on their rounds. When she saw tha
