57. The Gathering

Luna Lawson:

I was in my room, sullen as I didn't want to take my bath, not when Molly knocked and stepped in and greeted me, "Good morning, my queen."

"I am not your queen!" I glared at Molly and as I screamed out, my stomach hurt, making me wince out in pain as I said, "Ouch."

"Are you alright, My queen!" Molly rushed to my side as she saw my face contorted in pain as I winced and I glared at her.

"I am not your queen, Molly. Ugh.. Just help me to prepare my bath first, I am fine," I said to Molly as I pushed her hands away from touching me worriedly, while Molly sighed and went to the bathroom to prepare my bath.

I later stepped down carefully from my bed and went to the large bathroom in my room to bathe, but surely with the help of Molly as I couldn't bathe myself.

With each passing day, I kept growing lazier and more reliant on Molly's assistance and I sighed as Molly was through bathing me.

I stepped out carefully and back into my room, while Molly helped me to search my wardrob