I hurriedly whispered for Mariela to lie on her side as I grabbed another blanket and a few pillows to pad her and hide her growing belly. That should be sufficient cover if Rosenia didn't stay long.
"Let her in, Patrice," Mariela said softly.
I hopped off the bed and stood tall for decorum's sake even if I was wearing one of my comfy sweater outfits. I had to play my part in front of the crown princess.
Rosenia glided into the room without sparing the maid a glance. "Dear Mariela, you've been ill so long. The queen and I are worried about you."
"It is common to be ill this time of year but thank you for your concern."
Mariela's composure never wavered as she spoke though she was lying in a rather undignified position. I admired her for that. If it was me I would have been sweating bullets.
