The village leader's daughter moved carefully through the night, her heart pounding.
This was her chance.
If she could get close to Lord Kyle, if she could make him take responsibility for her, she would never have to worry about her future again.
She expected to find a guard at the entrance of the inn, but to her surprise, there was no one. She hesitated for a moment, then smirked.
'This is too easy.'
Slipping inside, she tiptoed down the hallway, her eyes scanning the doors. She stopped in front of the one she knew belonged to Lord Kyle.
Her fingers curled around the handle, and she took a deep breath.
'Once I do this, there's no turning back.'
She pushed the door open.
The room was dark, the soft glow of a lantern barely lighting the space.
Her gaze landed on the bed, where a figure lay beneath the covers. Her heart pounded with excitement.
'Lord Kyle…'
A sly smile spread across her lips.
