![]() ![]() Lissy had kept her gaze down the entire time she laced up Mary’s corset. “It feels wrong, doesn’t it? Having a feast tonight?” Even from within the stone walls of the palace, she could just make out the sound of people crying out beyond the gates. As she worked, her fingers threading the strands, Mary had to blink back tears. Her other maid, Lissy, brushed Mary’s dark brown hair away from her face, pulling the front piece into a side braid. Mary stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror. One was red satin with rabbit fur around the collar. I’ve laid out your dresses, my queen.” Kirsten, the youngest of Mary’s maids, gestured to the two gowns hanging by the window. If you would like to use material from the book (other than for review purposes), prior written permission must be obtained by contacting the publisher at Thank you for your support of the author’s rights. ![]() Copyright Act of 1976, the scanning, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this book without the permission of the publisher is unlawful piracy and theft of the author’s intellectual property. ![]()
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