The next morning that I woke up, I was quite surprised by what I saw. I was, am a royal and was always treated as such but with the sight in front of me, I was feeling like a deity itself.
"What is all of this?" I spoke from the bed as I looked at the right in front me. "Merilyn?"
She gulped, "This was brought in my seamstresses. It is for you to wear."
"Who sent these?" I looked at all of them and got off the bed.
"The Queen sent them." Was all Merilyn said.
I looked at the clothes in front of me. These were in present in every colour possibly known and they were made for royalty no less. I was simply amazed by the efforts the queen had put in this. But . . .
"Why?" I asked Merilyn. "Why would she send these?" I then said it to myself more. Why would she take such pains when I was to leave anyway?
"Maybe because she wants you to wear it?" Merilyn offered her thoughts on the matter.
Never mind that.
