Someone Poisoned the Vanes

Liora pushed open the heavy wooden door to the cramped servants' quarters, stepping into the dim room with Tessa right on her heels. The sudden creak of the hinges rustled the thin blankets on the narrow cot in the corner. Nadia stirred from a deep sleep, rubbing her eyes in the dark.

"Tessa?" Nadia mumbled, her voice thick with exhaustion. "Why are you back so early?"

"It is me," Liora stated