“Oh, Sara’s gone to bed already. I just came back for something I left,” she said, glancing around to see if anyone else was with me.
“Don’t worry. There is no one here but me. That is, you, me, and my son.” I emphasized the knowledge that brought a blush to her cheeks, noticeable even in the dark.
“Why would you say this? Cedric isn’t here,” she responded nervously.
“I would suggest you return to the cottage and bathe, dear.” I squeezed her hand firmly. Leaning in, I inhaled deeply and whispered, “You smell like shame and deceit.”
Ripping her hand out of mine, she cried, “You’re insane.”
“Eliza, your charade is pointless. I saw you with him. I know he’s in there. I, also, know Snowystra wants your daughter.”
Eliza’s mouth gaped open.
“Maybe she will leave my family alone for a whil
