Chapter Twenty

Martha sighed loudly meaning she couldn’t convince me to stop, and I wasn’t planning to stop either.

“Can you at least make me feel a little at ease by escorting you to the ball?” I smiled at how caring she was to me. She might only be a personal maid but she was the only one who was concerned about my well-being.

“Thank you Martha and of course, you would be my escort into the ball, you know I can’t walk in there alone without some support.” I joked, I took my bath as usual and sat on the bed. Ever since I arrived at the palace this was the first time I was idle and I could understand why that was happening, it was clearly because of the ball.

“I am sure even the slaves were invited,” I murmured in annoyance as I still couldn’t get over the fact that I was being neglected.

“I wasn’t invited but I should tell you all the maids are so busy running everywhere in the palace,” Martha whispered. I subconsciously rolled my eyes at her words.

“I am not to blame for wanting to do this,” I sai