Chapter 4 · free to read
The overseer came each morning to hunt a code he was certain existed. The widows sewed on, and let him hunt.
Every rule she taught him was true. It was only false in that it read nothing at all.
While the overseer studied a false garden, the true one took root in quieter soil.
He had told the Dowager the truth. He had simply not told her all of it.
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