Lucille

Cool autumn air swirled, tingling my cheeks, as Lady Buckingham and I made our way outside Molave Palace to the waiting cars. Much to my surprise, I’d received the king’s approval to make a return trip to Brynad. The news came earlier this morning, giving my mistress and I a short time to ready for travel. The small town was less than a half an hour from Molave City’s limits. I was approved to arrive before noon, the time the ...