"Your grace, would you like to eat something?" Maggie knocked on the door three times before opening it and entering in.
From the time she had seen Emma running out of the room, she had felt a strange uneasiness.
She knew how far Ana could go when it came to her revenge. And she was worried that Emma would be hurt just because she belonged to the royal family. She had seen how the maids were treated for the benefit of nobles.
And though she believed that Anna was different, she had no idea where that difference ended!
Ana was sitting in the dark. She had the seal in her hands and she was playing with it. A strange ominous feeling filled Maggie when she looked at the woman.
As if she had already become one with darkness, Maggie felt a cold shiver on her back.
"Your grace, are you alright?" she asked in a low and redfield voice when Ana laughed.
The voice of her laughter was so cold that it left Maggie flinching.
