Chapter 37 : The Maid
*Amaya*
I didn’t even think about it, I simply reacted and threw my arms around the maid. It’d only been a few months since my birthday, the ball, and my banishment but it felt as if it had been multiple lifetimes. I almost died twice.
Finally, it felt as if I had a tangible reminder of the life I used to live, life within these castle walls. It had felt like a mausoleum, frozen and abandoned with fragments of the life once lived haunting the empty space.
The maid was the same maid who had helped me with my hair. The one who asked me about my mark, the one whose tone and body language had changed when I told her that Caine was my mate. I didn’t catch her name that night but now was my opportunity to correct that mistake and follow up on her change in demeanor.