Nora's POV
I let out a long moan as I stretched on bed that morning. My eyes felt puffy and I scowled as I remembered how I had slept late the previous night, worrying myself unnecessarily.
I didn't want to stay cooped up in my room, not after the adrenaline rush I had endured at the ball the previous night, and stepped outside the room.
I made my way to the garden, greeting the few maids I met on the way.
"Good morning, sir." I said to the old gardener as I made my way to the bench placed between two well-trimmed flowers.
He faltered on his legs and I rushed to help him, wondering if he was sick. He shouldn't be working if he was.
"Are you okay, sir?" I asked, helping him stand right.
"I... I'm fine, Madam Sasha." He stuttered, giving me a perusing look.
I nodded, unhinged by th
