Chapter 6
A young woman stood a few steps behind Mark. She wore a dress identical to mine and had a petite frame, with soft brown curls fighting to escape a tight bun. Her head was bowed, shoulders hunched as she stared at the floor.
Mark strode forward and gestured at the girl. ‘This is Rose. She will be your attendant, Grace. Like you, she has never manifested a psychic ability so is deaf to mental voices.’
He looked over to Liam. ‘But there is no need for you to compel her. She is my daughter. Rose will obey me in everything.’
Still watching the girl, I saw her flinch slightly when her father reached around and grabbed her arm to pull her forward.
‘Rose, say hello to your new mistress.’
She lifted her head, pretty features forming a polite smile, hazel eyes sombre as she murmured
