Ivy Holden calmed her breathing, took Mayra by the hand, and pulled her aside, away from the boisterous crowd.
"Lady Eden, is something wrong?" Mayra glanced back at the bonfire and the people drinking and laughing merrily, her voice tinged with panic.
Ivy Holden beckoned to the side, and Zorro walked over carrying a glass of wine. Ivy Holden took the glass and asked with a smile, "Mayra, do you dare to drink this?"
Mayra froze for a moment. "Lady Eden, what do you mean by this? If you want to have a drink with me, just do it out in the open. Why are we hiding over here?"
Ivy Holden sneered. "Mayra, don't play dumb with me. This is the glass of wine you just tried to give to Mr. Liam Sutton."
"How do I know your people didn't tamper with it?" Mayra sounded like a child caught doing something wrong, her voice changing completely.
