"My lady," she groaned, clutching her chest. "You—you—"
"Yes, yes, I ruined everything, I know." Lidia waved her off. "What's the big deal? It's just one guy."
Elisse stared at her like she had just committed war crimes.
Lidia shifted. "…What?"
Elisse looked away, inhaling sharply like she was trying not to scream."It was political," she finally said, her voice strained. "It was an political arrangement."
Oh, shit.
"You're lucky it hasn't reached the mistress's ear," Elisse continued, her voice shaking with anger. "If she finds out, she will kill you. Because you will no longer be useful."
Okay. That was bad.
Elisse was trembling now, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.
Lidia felt something cold crawl up her spine.
"…Elisse?"
Elisse's eyes were glossy, wet with unshed tears. "You don't understand," she whispered. "He was the only thing protecting your. The only thing keeping you safe. And now—"
A single tear slipped down her cheek.
