Rosina was back in her room after a long day she had with Fina and Sal. She didn't spend much time with them since they had other chores to do since they had no master to serve personally.
Fina and Sal became normal servants in Draco's residence and had been serving him if he called for them.
Currently, Rosina was pacing back and forth while looking at the glass of cubed sugar. Her mind was in disarray at what she had found out. She thought Fina and Sal were someone she could trust since they helped her since the day she arrived at the Mating Event.
"The more I think about it, the weirder it gets," Rosina muttered. She remembered the talk she had with the two about them getting promoted to a higher position of Omegas if their appointed noble marry someone from the royal family, but now, they were trying to cause chaos and harm.
“The shelf life of the modern hardback writer is somewhere between the milk and the yoghurt.”