ZURI

The knock came softly like she was scared to disturb me.

“Come in,” I said, not looking away from the window. I knew that it was the maid. I was already missing Amelia. There was something about how she carried out her job as if it was the only thing she was born for. And then she was funny.

The morning light hit the marble floor in pale gold, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.

The door creaked, and the maid’s voice came quietly. “My Queen… this was left at the ...