KATHERINE

That was exactly what it was—an attempted murder. I spotted a handsome man arguing heatedly with a woman among the tall hedges.

If I hadn’t been on an upper floor, I never would have noticed them. She was crying, wiping her face with a handkerchief.

Her simple clothing told me she wasn’t one of the wealthy noblewomen at the party. Suddenly, she clutched her belly and screamed something that utterly terrified him.

They struggled, the girl fighting desperately to get inside the palace.