Selene pov

I rubbed my arms, trying to push the unease down. Maybe it was just the paranoia of being somewhere new again.

A soft knock interrupted my thoughts.

I turned sharply. “Yes?”

The door creaked open, and a young woman stepped inside. She looked tidy and composed, but there was something in her manner that reminded me so much of Maria, my head maid and one of the few people I truly trusted in Blackthorn.

My chest tightened at the thought of her.

“Ma’am, are you ...