Chapter Thirty five: All hail the Queen.... maybe
Meg walked through the royal hallway as fast as her little legs could carry, she was almost tempted to run but it would draw too much unwarranted attention to her and even though she loved attention every other day, that day wasn't one of them.
She was a short hearty middle age nursemaid. She had worked for the Royal household ever since she was a twenty and one years of age. She nursed the Crown prince and she nursed the princess too.
She could hear the sound of the horsemen as the rode vigorously into the castle to deliver the news to the princess and Meg had to get to Rosemund first before the delivery horseman.
Meg took the helm of her dress and walked even faster but she had a limp from falling from a horse and been dragged all over the forest when she was twenty and two years old. She was lucky to only escape with a broken leg.
