Stealing the crown

​They raised Odette on grease, cheap tea, and thread.
​For as long as she can remember, it's just been her and the woman who took her in her adoptive mother, a quiet seamstress whose hands bled over silk she'd never get to wear. Odette learned to stitch before she learned to read, watching the grand ladies of high society sweep past their cramped shop without giving either of them a second glance.
​She thought that was just the way the world worked. Until her mother's health begins to fail, and a tearful confession beside a flickering candle changes everything.
​Odette's entire life was built on a lie. She isn't just a poor London girl struggling to survive she was stolen from a house of blood and secrets. And the dangerous men who ruined her past are still walking the gilded halls of the royal court, completely untamed and completely untouched.
​Odette doesn't want pity, and she certainly doesn't want their forgiveness. She wants justice.
​Using the only weapons she has a needle, a razor-sharp mind, and the invisibility her low status gives her Odette begins a dangerous game. By day, she works in the shadows of the royal wardrobe, overhearing the lethal secrets of nobles who treat servants like furniture.