Chapter 15

Did she think I was going to tattle about the incident with the maid? Why is she so tense? Her nervousness was puzzling. She was trying to hide it, but the atmosphere had shifted so distinctly since Ivan’s arrival that it was impossible to miss. “Lady Isabella took care of all sorts of things for me, and it was so nice to eat together and talk.” Even though I was only talking about trivial matters, Isabella’s expression didn’t soften. Did I make a mistake somewhere?