*Danix*
I stare at my reflection in the mirror. The gash on my cheek burns where my brother's signet ring sliced deeply into my flesh. I pound the wash basin with my tightened fist.
It must look like an accident.
"I know that!" I growl.
I hadn't meant to attack my nephew, but when the opportunity arose…
Why waste it? I had thought. I hadn't even known my nephews would be at the ball. I had been sneaking through the gardens to see if I could catch a glimpse of Lucretia at the ball. She so enjoys dancing. I can't envision that she wouldn't attend. And damned how I miss her.
But then my cursed nephew distracts me from my purpose.
I can't stay here. I know they are following me, know where I am. Cunning lads, but I'm more so.
Where will I go? How will I get there? No vendor or shop own
