Only 3 days left until the ceremony.
Today was totally bizarre. I had absolutely no more privacy anymore. Servants were coming in and out of my new room without even asking for my permission. It seemed everyone was in quite a hurry to finish the remaining preparations for the ceremony.
Yes, I got assigned a new room. This is how the conversation went:
"So...I can't go into my room for a while?"
"Yes, Your Highness," Martha said.
I pouted. "But why? My room wasn't burned as well, was it? So why can't I go in there?"
"Your Highness, it was definitely polluted by the smoke. We can't let you in under such circumstances. You'll have to make do with another bedroom temporarily."
