"I don't work for free, My Lady," Hana said, a small, dangerous smile tugging at her lips. "But I suppose I could offer a trial period."

Hana looked at the girl who was supposed to be her target and saw a reflection of her own stolen youth. She didn't pull the knife. Instead, she reached for a fresh silk ribbon.

By dawn, the Valtieri estate was in flames. The world believed the Jewel had perished in the fire, but deep in the city’s underground, a new legend was loading: the Heiress and her Shadow, a duo that no contract could hold.