Chapter hundred and seventy seven: Queen Midknight.
Jamie entered her room and cut herself out of the white dress. She wasn't a widow anymore and therefore there was no need to wear the ridiculous white dress.
Afterwards, Jamie ran for dinner. She watched as the maid looked at her like she was supposed to be thinking of something other than food right that moment.
"I want freshly baked bread, fresh milk directly from the cow's udder and potatoes not the type that tastes like cow's dung…are you even listening to me" Jamie told the young maid.
She blinked and she looked like she was sorry to have not been paying attention.
"I am sorry, your majesty. I will get your food right away"
The maid started to walk away but then she stopped midway and turned around to look at Jamie.
"You are going to get him back, right your majesty?" The maid asked.
Jamie was confused. Was she supposed to be getting anyone?
"Get who back?"
