Away from the estate, Iris was busy with her chores for the day. Her time off was soon upon her, so she thought of going to see Eloise to let her know that she was well.
Iris carried a basket from the outdoors back inside to take to Zayne's chamber.
"There she is," Iris heard the whispers. "That's the one who cleans his bedchamber."
As of late, the maids had begun to gossip more, but Iris continued to ignore them. The pay was too good to listen to or care about what a bunch of jealous women had to say. Most were envious that she worked so close to Zayne.
'What's so special about him?' Iris wondered as she carried the basket towards the chamber. 'He is handsome and wealthy, but he lives in darkness.'
She shook her head, unwilling to concern herself with what the maids felt about Zayne. She was here to work, not to gossip or get caught up in matters that didn't concern her.
