Maria walked with purpose to her room in hopes that Alexandria would be there to let her borrow her clothes.
She was leaving her home and her people tomorrow, so she had less than twenty-four hours to find the closure she needed before she started on her next chapter as a wife and as Queen to a country she did not know.
Obviously she would come back to Greece, but by then, things would be different.
As Queen, she would never be able to escape to the market and break free from the clutches of her guards; multiple people would have jobs where their sole purpose would be to have the location of her at all times.
So when she made it back to her room and found that her maid was not present, she opened her dresser to find the most plain coat that would conceal her heritage and status.
