Chapter 10 - Ten

Chapter 10 -Ten

The moon had climbed high into the night sky, a silver coin in the vast, dark expanse. The gentle clip-clop of horses’ hooves and the crunch of gravel under wheels were the only sounds as Delia’s carriage pulled into the courtyard. The long day had bled into an even longer evening, and a deep weariness had settled into her bones. The driver helped her down from the carriage. The gesture was kind, but it did little to ease the tension knotted in her shoulders.

Delia rubbed the back of her neck, trying to work out the stiff ache that had formed there. "I never knew it would be so difficult," she murmured to herself as she saw the hired carriage leaving, annoyance lacing her tired voice. "To find something, anything, on someone so prominent. I thought it would be easier to find information on someone popular."

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