The Heir's Secret Child: A Royal Scandal
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A soft knock signaled the nurse’s return, and George was forced to retreat.
In the new servants’ quarters, Isla heard snatches of gossip flitting from corridor to kitchen: how the prince had fussed over the maid, how the princess looked on with a strange smile.
Lucy went to the steward’s office again, “My cousin says the Queen keeps a list of who’s closest to the Prince. Maybe it changes every day, hmm?”
Mr. Herschel just grunted, but Isla saw him scribbling something in a ledger, and she wondered just how much anyone ever really knew in this place.