Chapter 13 The Announcement

• My husband’s welcome home party was almost as grand as our own wedding. With the money my mother in law took from me, she funded the party by ordering the most expensive accessories. Despite having more than 20 servants catering the event, she still wanted me to work. I moved between the guests like a ghost, invisible in the plain gray servant's dress Lady Everette forced me into hours earlier.
• "More wine, girl," a portly merchant called without looking at me.
• I filled his glass, biting my tongue against the urge to remind him that he once cowered before me on the battlefield.