Chapter hundred and three: A million dreams.
Rachael made sure the dress was perfectly stringed before she allowed the queen access to the mirror. She had a worried look that Jamie couldn't help but notice. Her furrowed brows and the pouted lips were great indicators. Her hair was a little bit messy with only a scarf keeping it in place. The brown colored dress looked roughed like she wore it in a hurry.
Jamie would have ignored it except Rachael kept glancing to the door.
"Rachael, what is going on?" Jamie questioned as soon as Rachael gave her some shoes to put on.
Rachael stopped what she was doing. She turned and faced the Queen. For some reason, she felt like she could talk to the Queen. She moved closer and grabbed the queen's dress and immediately, her knee went to the floor. She blinked to keep the tears from flowing.
"You can change the king's mind, can't you your majesty?"
Jamie was taken aback by the bizarre behavior.
