BRIELLE’S POV

Brielle was still reeling from the humiliation of being thrown out of Lord Darius' room the night before, and she couldn't handle the scorn that greeted her the next morning when she went to the public dressing area.

News, they said, traveled like wind, and it seemed to have had a blissful journey.

Brielle wished she was still in bed, and when she remembered Madeline's visit last night, she felt slightly relieved.

While she walked, she noticed the maids pointing at her, the ...