The next week was terribly long for Charlotte. Not just because she had to busy herself with tedious tasks with an injured hand, but because she was anxious to speak with Lord Hunt again. The cycle continued the next day as though they had never had their talk. Every afternoon that Lord Hunt issued out his task list, Charlotte swore she caught his eyes lingering on her for a second longer than they did anyone else.

When at last it was her turn to offer blood again, she found ...