Ezra led Lily down the long corridor towards a private dining room. He kept glancing back at her, hesitant to speak.
“There’s someone new he wants you to meet,” He finally said.
Lily raised an eyebrow questioningly.
“I don’t know the details,” Ezra admitted. “Zayn was quite secretive about it. But Talia’s involved, so I assume it’s important.”
Lily felt a little more at ease knowing Talia would be there. She glanced back at Martha, who’d been following her too. The older maid gave her a reassuring look.
Ezra knocked twice before entering. The private dining room was intimate, with a single round table at the center. Zayn was already seated, his broad shoulders tense as he drummed his fingers against the polished wood.
When he looked up, his expression softened slightly.
“Come in,” he said, gesturing to the empty chair beside him.
