#CHAPTERS 175: Puppets

Sarah POV When I finally got back to the villa, Hans greeted me at the door. “Mistress?” he asked, which he’d started calling me a few weeks ago. He was so very proper and reserved when he said it that I didn’t dare to correct him. “Yes, Hans?” With a minuscule bow, he handed over an envelope. Only when I took it did I notice a somewhat indulgent look on his face, but then he turned away and walked down the hallway toward the kitchen, probably to see about lunch. I open the envelope and found fancy ticket drawn on an index card. It was charming as hell, and I knew I would keep it forever before I even read it. The pleasure of your company is requested at 4 p.m. this afternoon in the Tea Room. “I see you got one too,” I heard Zane say and looked up to see him walking up the hallway toward me, ticket in hand. “Yes. I’m guessing the Tea Room is their playroom?” I asked, keeping it all very casual. “I’d guess the same, as we’ve been instructed to keep away from there as w