I couldn’t reach it.
Sob. My life is even more tragic.
The two maids remained stubbornly silent.
I followed them, and when I walked too slowly, they’d prod me to hurry up.
Stop prodding me! Don’t you know how huge this palace is? A frail college student like me could literally die from all this walking!
Just before I did, in fact, die, we finally arrived.
The maids handed me off to a head maid, whose uniform indicated a higher rank. Her gaze swept over my arms and legs, a look of
understanding and disdain flickering in her eyes.
“Well, at least you came prepared.”
What?!
It was only then that I remembered what I was wearing: my nightgown. A sleep dress with a built–in shelf bra. Back home, it was the comfiest thing for lounging around. But here, in this antiquated world, my attire was scandalous enough for the bedchamber,
let alone public display.
I opened my mouth to explain, but the next second, she seized my chin.
The thing is, I’m taller than her. I’m 5’6“, and the head maid looked to be about 5’3“. Her trying to grab me by the neck was slightly
comical.
She shot a look to her subordinates, and fearing they might force me down, I voluntarily lowered myself to her level so she could
get a better look.
I even blinked a few times for good measure. See? I’m being good. No need to tie me up again.
The satisfaction in her eyes deepened.
“Her temperament is a match, too. His Majesty will be most pleased this time.”
She released me and moved behind my back. The ropes binding my wrists were cut.
The next moment, the grand doors to the hall swung open.
I was shoved inside.
