Feast of Secrets

Sybil’s POV

The knock came early. Sharp enough to still my hand where I held the tea. It was mid-morning and the sun was just settling over the hills, casting thin light through the sheer curtains. Tessa sat across from me, still in her robe, legs folded tight beneath her. Her hair was pinned loosely, curls falling over one eye. She’d barely touched her tea. That girl had been fidgeting for days m