The girl hesitated, dark lashes fluttering as her eyes darted between Candy and the elegant women seated on the balcony.
Coral and Cherry sat with quiet authority, their presence commanding without a word being spoken.
"Do as you're told," Candy said with a faint edge, though her lips curved into a smile.
Reluctantly, Amara obeyed.
She approached, smoothing her plain skirt nervously.
Cherry watched her closely, her sharp eyes glinting in satisfaction. She exchanged a glance with Coral, who returned it with a knowing smirk.
Yes, Cherry thought. This one has the face, the manner, and the innocence just ripe for twisting.
"Sit down," Cherry said softly, gesturing to the low cushioned seat across from her. "We have something to discuss.
Amara froze for a second. A servant didn't simply sit with such women.
