313. DANGEROUS FANTASIES
KATHERINE
A maid came once again to inform me about dinner.
"Bring the food to my room. I won’t be dining in the hall tonight"—nor ever again.
I watched her leave with a nod.
"Nana…"
"Think it through carefully, there’s no rush. An heir isn’t born in a few hours. Go, take a good bath, relax, and sleep on it. I’ll take care of Lavinia."
I sighed and stood up, leaning toward her. I kissed her wrinkled forehead. This woman had been the only mother I had ever known.
"Silly girl, still as clingy as