Chapter 43. Mistress Henrietta

Venus POV

When I got there, I saw no one. Was the Paradise Palace haunted? Was my idle brain beginning to conjure up imaginary things? I was about to agree that I was losing it when I heard the sound again. This time, it was a low groan coming from one of the mistresses’ chambers. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead, and my palms were clammy.

Against my better judgment, I went from door to door. Mistress Lana’s room was silent, and Mistress Catherine was not in the palace. She was visiting her mother in another pack. A Do Not Disturb card hung outside Mistress Felicity’s door, and I tiptoed past it. That left Mistress Henrietta’s room, which was a bit separated from the others.

She was the most antisocial, preferring to be by herself most of the time. Luckily, she was not like Mistress Lana, a round-the-clock bully. Mistress Henrietta was so soft-s