Mary Ann’s POV
I did not move closer to the bouquet.
The white flowers rested outside my door as though they belonged there, fresh and carefully arranged, tied with a silver ribbon. Under different circumstances, I might have found them beautiful. Instead, all I could see were the dark green leaves around the petals and the empty space where a message should have been.
My guard stepped in front of me and raised one hand.
“Stay back, Luna.”
“I was not planning to touch them.”
He glanced down the corridor and called for the second guard stationed near the entrance of the Luna Wing. Within moments, both men had blocked the passage while another servant was sent to find Kylian. I remained several steps away, my heart beating too quickly.
It felt foolish to be afraid of flowers.
But tea
