*Rosemary*
I hummed as I made myself an omelet like how Saffron had taught me. They were coming out super fluffy. Sil really loved them fluffy.
I snickered. Maybe my baby would too if I kept eating fluffy omelets.
My ears perked up as the phone rang. Who could that be? Saffron?
I sighed. No, that was probably just wishful thinking on my part.
Moving the pan to a cold part of the stove, I strolled over to the phone.
"Hello?" I said as soon as I picked it up.
"Rose, thank goodness you answered." It was Saffron.
"Is everything okay?"
He sighed; his voice unusually panic-ridden. "You know the marchioness Cyra?"
I frowned.
"Yeah, I've known her since we were kids. What about her?" I said as I pulled out a seat.
"She disguised herself as you and tried to seduce me."
My eyes widened as I sat down. "S-she did what?"
