Beatrice held on to the last thread of her composure as her closest confidant and friend told her about the nefarious plot to end her young life. She could tell Clancy was being honest with her. Her voice was steady and her gaze was unwavering. What reason would Clancy have to lie to her? She had been a young female servant trying to find her place at castle Fenway.
Beatrice tried to place herself in her position. Would she have done the same? It was a great possibility Life was unpredictable for orphans. It was also unpredictable for the royals. She took another sip of the brandy, letting it warm her insides.
