Forty:
Lady Zoe
“I hate her.”
From where my sister Lotte stood, she chuckled. We were in the greenhouse. Lotte spent most of her time there. At the moment she was bent over a flowerbed, working her magic on dirt in a way that I didn’t understand.
Lotte, who was normally quiet and reserved, and listened snickered in response to my complaint. “You don’t hate her.”
“But I do!” I insisted. “She shows up for one day, and then she’s engaged to him!”
Lotte shook her head. “You know what Lord Brom is like. He’s not doing it because he’s in love with her. He’s doing it to keep Brom from hurting her. Remember the girl that died mysteriously last year? Everyone thought that Brom was the one that did it. We can’t just let Fiona get engaged to that monste
