Chapter 12: Where Orchards Remember
The kitchen of House D’Claire was abuzz with activity—not because of breakfast prep, but because of something far juicier. “He brought a woman home!” Hissed Clara, the scullery maid, her…
The kitchen of House D’Claire was abuzz with activity—not because of breakfast prep, but because of something far juicier. “He brought a woman home!” Hissed Clara, the scullery maid, her…