Celeste’s POV
The next day is the ball we are hosting for Celeste, and I want her to see my fiancé in all of his glory.
“Clara, yesterday when I had tea with Annabelle, she did something to the tea. Some kind of magic. We need to figure out exactly what she did.” I say.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to find out once her maid has been replaced?” Clara says.
“Hmm, I’m not sure if it would. But my main concern is that I don’t want to reveal the fact that their magic didn’t work and tip her off to our plans. What if it was poison, or mood altering? If I’m not effected she’ll know.”
“Hmmm. Do you really think she’d poison you on her first day?” Clara asks. That’s true, she didn’t poison me in the past even though she could have. No, she wants me to be publicly destroyed and dragged through the
