Zelda’s povI sat in my room, sipping from a tall glass of chilled juice. The curtains were open, and the wind danced lightly with them. Everything was quiet. Too quiet.I did not like quiet.I set the glass down on the table beside me and picked up the little bell. I rang it once.A maid appeared quickly and bowed. “Yes, Madam Zelda?”“Tell the gardener I want to see him,” I said, crossing one leg over the other. “Send him here now.”“Yes, madam,” she replied and walked away quickly.I waited, playing with my necklace, smiling to myself. If things were going well, then by now, Katherine would already be a little soft for him. I didn’t need her to fall in love—just to lean close enough for the camera to capture. That’s all I needed. Just one scandal. Dacre wouldn’t forgive that.After a few minutes, I heard the door open. Lazaro stepped in and gave a short bow.“You called for me, madam?”“Yes, Lazaro. Sit,” I said, pointing at the chair in front of me.He sat.“So…” I asked, tilting
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