Illusion of Control

Callista POV

The gardens were still wet.

Early morning. The blood moon still warming up. Everything slightly damp and quiet. The palace hadn't fully woken yet.

She walked slowly. She always walked slowly. There was never a reason to rush. Rushing was for people who feared being caught. She feared nothing of the sort.

He walked beside her. Half a step back. The way servants walked.

She almost laugh