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.

I returned to putting the finishing touches on my stuffed mushrooms and preparing them

storage.

about what just happened, or what

next morning, Charlotte and I were adding the finishing touches to the garden party dresses for me and Elva. She was sewing on

“about your other maid from the early days

friendly one, I remembered. Though Charlotte had certainly opened up to me now, in the early days, she had seemed to only barely tolerate me. The overly–friendly one

her go from the palace staff, but she was able to

in relief. I had worried that she was trapped

It’s less stressful.” Charlotte picked at a

“I’m glad to hear she is safe and well. I’ve been thinking of her.”

spoke to her,

palace

“And that’s what matters. With the support I do have, I can

any of these

were nothing compared to the hardships I had endured

past.

over my head, food for both Elva and me, and proper medical treatment for

to those basic needs, which in the past

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