"...My deepest apologies, my Lady. I have failed you."
Milena wasn't even mad at Ruby. She was sitting down, her head in her hands, trying to hold herself together and ignore the headache. She just couldn't swallow the news, it hadn't hit her yet. Moreover, she didn't want to cry again. She had cried enough for the last two days.
That evening should have been her wedding, but instead, it had been traded for a funeral. The House De Crescent was wearing green tonight, the dark emerald green her great-grandmother had always loved.
It just didn't seem real. It felt like Maribella would stand out of her casket at any moment, and call them idiots for thinking she'd die so easily.
Yet, Milena was there, in the waiting room to give her great-grandmother her final farewell. The Archduchess re
