Now that she had ascertained that the King of Hearts was alright—no longer blubbering about and stuck in a flurry of assumptions, she soon left the man in his chambers. Her time with him was over, she could no longer delay her need to do other more important tasks. "I need to finish the letter and send it, the King of Spades shall return in three weeks."
What other things did she need to do in relation to her role?
Without any other Lady to serve her as a lady-in-waiting, all she could do was converse with herself. And that was alright, she needed no noblewoman to walk after her and recite all the things that she already knew for herself, if anything, she was positive that the Lady's attention would turn to elsewhere.
She could trust no one.
