Nicholas’s mouth was so close. As I looked at it, he licked his lips. I licked mine in reply. We leaned

closer, closer, dangerously close..

Then the oven timer dinged.

We immediately straightened, snapping away from each other. Nicholas turned, coughing into his hand.

I reached for the oven mitts and pulled the finished stuffed mushrooms from the oven.

With the tray safely on the counter, I couldn’t find the courage to look at him again.

He cleared his throat. “Nostalgia does tricky things to the mind.”

“It does,” I agreed, thankful for the safe retreat his words offered.

“I should go now.” He took a step, then paused. “Goodnight, Piper.”

“Goodnight.”

I didn’t move again until his footsteps disappeared from the kitchen. Even after he was gone, I needed a moment to get my heartbeat under control.

finishing touches on my stuffed mushrooms and preparing them for

storage.

what just happened, or what it might

the garden party dresses for me and Elva. She was sewing on the ruffled trim with the sewing machine,

“about your other maid from

early days, she had seemed to only barely tolerate me.

tracked her down,” Charlotte said. “They let her go from the palace staff, but she was

worried that she was trapped in a dungeon somewhere.

enjoying it. It’s less stressful.” Charlotte picked at a straw

she is safe and

spoke to her, she seemed

palace might

smile. “And that’s what matters. With

any of

were nothing compared to the hardships

past.

food for both Elva and me, and proper medical treatment

I had to endure was secondary to those basic needs, which

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