![]() ![]() She concentrated on the other one instead.ĭelicate rose-gold, it disappeared under the neckline of her dress and held the small locket set with amethyst hanging between her breasts. Saskia’s fingers skittered away from it, the strong magic making itself known at her touch. One was fae-wrought silver, imbued with magic to keep her unstable dragon under control. Unbidden, one hand lifted to her throat and touched the two chains around it. Her stepmother didn’t like people to know that Saskia was the daughter of her late, third husband… instead passing her off as a hired-help charity case. Not that anyone would know she and Goranka were related, albeit by marriage. That was her life-always in the background, trying to stay out of sight and avoid her stepmother’s wrath. Much thanks I’ve had for it.”Ī blaze of color covered Saskia’s cheeks, and she tried her best to hide behind the ball gown. ![]() She’s a bit… simple, shall we say? Took her in out of the goodness of my heart. If she weren’t such a neat stitcher… I’d have to let her go. “I don’t know.” Her stepmother, Goranka, sighed dramatically, stopping just short of an eye roll as she spoke to the woman in front of her. She blinked and ducked her head, murmuring a soft apology as she fluffed the full skirts of the dress on the mannequin in front of her. The sharp rebuke brought Saskia Evans out of her daze. “For heaven’s sake, girl, get it together!” ![]()
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