Chapter 65

Scarlett's POV "Another gathering again? Didn't we just have one yesterday?" I frowned, looking at the parchment Kathleen had given me. Her face, once always smiling, was now grim. There were dark circles under her eyes, making me feel guilty when I saw how hard she was working. Sensing my emotions and gaze, she gave me a smile. "Don't worry about me, Sca. You should worry about yourself, since you're no better off than I am." I chuckled. "I just feel guilty having you run around." Kathleen rolled her eyes. "I told you, we are sisters, and I am happy to do this for you. Or—" she narrowed her eyes, "you don't see me as your sister, so you're eager to get rid of me, is that it?" I hurriedly shook my head at her grave expression. "Of course not! I see you as my sister, that's why I worry about you." "I, too, worry about you. You've been running back and forth to the council, handling all the gossip, dealing with Alexander's chains, putting up with Faye's petty attempts, dealing with the O