The maid knocked on the door shortly after the sun had barely crested into the sky.
“A note, madam.”
Blearily, I sat up, clutching my nightgown around me. “Who brought it,” I mumbled, trying for wakefulness.
The maid just shook her head. “Just a messenger, miss.”
I suspected I could have…
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