She had to find another way to show Lucien that someone was out to hurt him. First, she had to find the maid from the previous night, but that would be very difficult because Levina did not see her face due to the darkness. Nevertheless, she was determined to find the maid and make her talk.
In the meantime, she had to protect Lucien. The thought made her feel warm inside, but she still couldn't understand why she had this overwhelming urge to protect him. She shook the thought away from her head; she had a job to do and couldn't afford to allow flimsy emotions to get in the way.
Standing to her feet after replacing the cloaking spell, the grass was back to looking new and fresh, just like her resolve.
...
Cleopatra smiled brightly at Draven and waved a gloved hand as she alighted from her carriage. Draven put away the sword he was hammering and went to her. "Princess Cleo," he bowed his head.
Cleopatra pouted, feigning annoyance. "Stay away from me," she brushed past him.
