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Opening It Up

Elizabeth

The teapot was already boiling, but my hands were too slow to remove the embers of fire. It was hot when I touched the pot, but the physical pain I felt on my hands never matched the emotional damage I am feeling right now.

"Oh, dear!"

I just heard Her Majesty approaching my back and forcefully pulled the hem of my dress for me to step back. I watched her get a dirty rag without even minding that that was filthy and used it to cover the body of the teapot. She placed its bottom on another rag and said things.

"You should not be touching hot things like these, darling," she said worriedly, and while wiping her palms on her black wool dress, she confronted me while shaking her head. "Are you alright?"

I nodded slowly. "I apologize, Your Majesty," I said and gulped.

"Come here. You are hurt."

When she said that, I entertained the pang on my palms when I looked at them. They were reddening and looked bad. And Queen Jonah could also see them when I lifted them up. They are also pa
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