Kamrynn's POV
The decision to plant a camera in Eloane’s room wasn’t one I made lightly. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and right now, my desperation outweighed my fear. There was something brewing in the palace, something dark, and I knew Eloane was at the heart of it.
I didn’t have the means to pull this off alone, though, and Tiona was the only person I could trust—or at least manipulate into helping.
“Tiona,” I said one morning, carefully choosing my tone. “I’m embarrassed to ask, but… could you loan me some money?”
Tiona paused mid-bite of her toast, her eyebrows lifting. “Loan? Why? What do you need?”
I hesitated, playing up my discomfort. “It’s just… pregnancy essentials. A few personal things I can’t ask the palace for. You know how it is.”
Her expression softe
