Spy Mission A Noble's Maid Guide -

The winter fair was two weeks away. Two weeks to become invisible. Two weeks to unspool Lord Harrow’s secrets from the inside out.

The door slammed. Mira held her breath for a full minute after the footsteps faded. Then she slipped out, re-tucked the already-tucked sheets, and carried her basket of linens down to the laundry. There, she palmed a stub of charcoal and wrote on a scrap of cloth: spy mission a noble's maid guide

She dropped the cloth into a hollowed stone in the courtyard fountain. By dawn, it would be gone, carried by the network she still didn’t know the full shape of. The winter fair was two weeks away

Trade: winter fair. Cipher in play. Hostage: son. re-tucked the already-tucked sheets