Emerging Ember: Chapter 13
“Finally! Honestly, Ember, do you have any sense of time,” Cilla scolded from her place on the settee.
“Call me ‘Ember’ one more time while scolding my behavior, and see what happens, Dowager Queen,” Ember fired back.
Cilla remained silent as she continued sipping on her sherry. Wilson glared at her and she held his gaze for several moments before he look…
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