61 A Possible Competition?

Aylin opened the top drawer of the bedside table, and her eyes immediately locked onto the gray leather book that she had just started to read. A smile formed on her lips, and she hurriedly picked it up before darting out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Iris had informed them that she would bring the dresses the day before the banquet which was going to be tomorrow.

She ran down the stairs and out of the mansion, her speed startling some of the servants she passed by, who couldn't help but think that something was chasing her.