Chapter 14: Dance of Lady Lovell

"Royce Quiney?!" Gemma Lamecraft's pretty face darkened the moment she heard the name. The maid nodded and hurried on. "We tried to stop him, but his attendant is terrifying. Our people… couldn't hold them back." Her voice shrank with every word, until it was barely a mosquito's whine. Brock Yale caught the unease in her tone. He set his chopsticks down. "Ninth Senior Sister, did something happen?" Gemma's smile looked forced. "It's nothing. Keep eating. I'll handle it." He watched her stride...