And all of a sudden, Viola knew exactly where this was going. “You’re about to suggest I fix Gracewood, aren’t you?” “Who else?” “Anybody else.” “Miranda has tried for two years and failed as, no doubt, has every servant in Morgencald. That means it is up to you, or up to me, and tell me honestly, Viola, am I the best person to gently soothe a fragile lordling back to health?” She wasn’t. There was probably nobody less suitable. “But I…” “You know him, Viola, better than anybody. You
