*Mary
The moment the Carriage turns onto the street, ensuring I am out of Fitz's sight, I lean forward, giving my command to the driver.. “Chambers, take me to the Alpha of Snow moon’s town House,” I instruct.
“Yes, miss!” He says.
I sink back onto the bench, extracting a handkerchief from my hand bag and pat my face. Fitz undoubtedly would disapprove. My task is to make sure he remains ignorant.
Discretion will make that easy. I lean my head between the front seats again. “Chambers, use the back, not the front entrance.”
His response, if there is one, gets drowned out by a rumbling thunder. I retreat back in my seat, praying that it's not an ominous sign. No one will anticipate my arrival at the servants’ entrance. My plan is to meet Stephan swiftly, clarify my innocence regarding th
