viev

pt twisting her wrinkled features. "Since the Lady has

d coldly, cutting the old woman off. "My lady has never been married before. She has never witnessed

here under royal decree to officiate the wedding, but I knew her tr

tting married, or us? Lady Genevieve hasn't spoken a single word, yet her maid has q

Genevieve is merely the adopted daughter of House Cruz, she is still of

t, yet her maid puts on airs g

urifying embers today, wh

r wrath, I fear Lady Genevieve

atus. I was merely the adopted, supposedl

had frozen over. While I wasn't outright beaten, my standing was nowhere near t

dy failing, but he was also the thorn in Queen Corrin's side. An isolated, unfavored ward marrying a

had no intention of pla

s constant, personal care. If I scorch my feet walking across that searing iron grate today, how am I to serve him properly? I trust Her Majesty, as the mothe

w, bitter chuckles. "I didn't expect the new Lady to have such

e power over the inner courts, and as a senior matron who had served the Quee

despised, adopted bride was an in

r me," I said, my gaze shifting slightly. "Jett. Take Matron Hay

," Jett repli

. She stumbled back a few steps, her voice

ng the attention of the few wedding guests in attenda

orward with his brothers in tow. Taking in the

g and brawling on a day of joyous uni

as if she had just spotted her savior. She scrambled toward him, twis

ward off dark omens. But the new Lady refuses, claiming she cannot cross! Not only did she defy my instructions, but she ordered her guard t