Lady-sonia 17 10 27 Secretly Spying On His Aunt... [TESTED]

At 11:47 PM, she slipped from her guest room. She wore a dark velvet dress that blended with the shadows. Her heart hammered against her ribs—not from fear, but from the thrill of discovery. She was no longer a girl; she was a spy.

Lady-Sonia checked her appearance one last time. At seventeen, ten months, and twenty-seven days old, she considered herself an adult trapped in a girl’s body. Her mother, the Dowager Viscountess, disagreed, which is why Sonia had been sent to stay with her eccentric Aunt Marguerite for the summer. Lady-Sonia 17 10 27 Secretly Spying On His Aunt...

For three days, Sonia had heard the sounds: a low, melodic humming at midnight, the click of a latch, and the soft brush of silk against stone floors. Her aunt would disappear for hours, returning to breakfast with flushed cheeks and dreamy eyes, refusing to say where she had been. At 11:47 PM, she slipped from her guest room