Chapter 50 Venomous Whispers

• Suddenly, a soft, polite knock echoed from the heavy oak door.
• “Excuse me,” chimed a sickeningly sweet, familiar voice.
• Luna turned her head to see Cecilia glide into the bedchamber, flawlessly balancing a small silver tray bearing a steaming pot of tea. The blonde maid walked with calculated, slow steps; her innocent eyes locked with Luna’s for a fleeting second before she immediately dropped into a deep, subservient bow before Rex.