Being the private massage therapist of the Kiramman family was quite the easy job and you rarely had to work more than a few hours. However, in the last couple of weeks it was only Cassandra who needed your help almost every day, complaining about how her body felt sore.

Oh, your hands felt so good on her sore body, only the feeling of your palm brushing against her shoulder got her all fuzzy and warm.

The sun had barely risen and servants already rushed you into the private chambers Cassandra and her husband slept in.

Except Tobias wasn’t in bed, instead, Cassandra was all alone in that bed with her body snuggled up against her pillow and her eyes open, her bare back exposed to the cold air.

"She said it’s urgent." One servant whispered into your ear before walking out of the room and closing the door behind them.