Chapter 60

BIANCA.

Hurried footstep and a face coated with awe were all it took for her to swing the door open, her arms resting by her sides as she watched the breathless maid try to regain her strength.

She must have come here to tell me something, Bianca thought, because as always, Hilda had remained her most useful minion in the whole of the manor.

Bianca sank into the chair, still staring at Hilda with