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~Belinda's POV
I returned to the palace through the same back path. It was almost dark now. No one saw me slip back into my room.
I locked the door behind me and sat on the bed, staring at the vial in my hand.
"This is it," I whispered. "Soon, she'll be gone."
There was a knock on the door.
"My lady?" Cecilia's voice came through softly. "Dinner is ready. Should I bring it to you?"
I smiled. "No,"
"Cecilia!"
"My lady?"
I smiled at her. A sweet, soft smile. The kind of people like me are supposed to wear. "Come," I said, motioning with my fingers.
She looked a bit confused, but moved closer to me quickly. I made sure that the door was locked.
She looked at me. "Is everything alright, my lady?"
I moved closer and lowered my voice. "I need you to do something for me."
She blinked, curious. "Of course, my lady. We had that discussion earlier,"
"You'll be paid for it. A lot, just like I said earlier," I added quickly.
