Lady Karina knew very well that her dear friend would not find peace until she found out what had become of her son.
The woman was bordering on pure madness, and in such a state she was bound to resort to recklessness.
Lady Drosera looked at her friend with wide, fearful eyes.
And the dark grief she could see in them, nearly tore Lady Karina apart.
Now, all the guilt of earlier she had tried to bury came crashing down on her.
What had she been thinking when she allowed a man like Van Merikh to kiss her till she was weak in the knees?
She must have undoubtedly lost her mind to madness just as Lady Drosera did.
Furious, and empowered, Lady Karina whirled towards the narrow flight of stairs that led up to the hall.
"Send up the refreshments,"" she snapped, glancing over her shoulder briefly. "You ladies will distract Van Merikh's men with food and drink while I consult him."
One way or another, even if it killed her, she would bring peace to her friend's heart and mind.
