"Older sister—" Rosalind frowned. She thought Jeames would be here, but for some reason, the man was nowhere to be seen. "I don't understand—"
"You were having tea with me before I fainted! You must have added something to my tea!"
"I—"
"The Young Lady agreed to see you out of the goodness of her heart! How could you!?" Lellana hissed as she pointed at Rosalind.
"But I —" Rosalind's eyes widened. It looked like they had completely shifted the blame onto her. How convenient. Without the Duke, everyone would have thought that she was the one who arranged the meeting.
"Is this true?" Victoria asked. "Did you do something to harm your sister?"
"Mother— I—"
"Madam, I am telling the truth. It was the Young Miss Rosalind who insisted on seeing the Young Lady."
"Cut out her tongue," the Duke's sudden words surprised everyone. However, no one would have expected what happened next. A man suddenly appeared next to the maid, a dagger glinted in his hand.
