Chapter 32: A Baron Spurned

“Wassa,” Saffron said and took a small step back, surprised to see her guardian here. Wassa rarely stepped into the apothecary. “How did you know…”

Wassa waved her hand, cutting off Saffron’s question. “I was alerted by a guard that someone was breaking into my property,” she replied with a sneer. Her face would be pretty if it didn’t have a perpetual scowl, Saffron thought as she stared at her. “So, I came to see. I figured it would have to be you. Who else would break in here?” she glared around the small room.

“I just came for a few supplies and now I will be on my way,” Saffron replied and tried to walk past Wassa, who gripped her elbow as she passed.

“Tread carefully. The Baron is none too pleased that you ran away from your marriage. It would be a pity if someone told him that you were back.” Wassa hissed.

Saffron’s stomach filled with ice. “You wouldn’t.”