Chapter 75 The Price Of Loyalty

• (Lupita’s POV)
• The scent of moon-silver lingered long after the tray had been carried away, clinging to my walls, my sheets, and even my hair. No matter how many times I scrubbed, I swore I could still taste it on my tongue.
• Ronan had doubled the guards outside my chambers. Two stood at the door, and another two were stationed at the window. Every servant was searched before entering. No one touched my food but Liora herself.