Mauve got out of bed, another day, another trial. At this point, she was praying the days would speed up. It wasn't like she had plans anyway.
Unfortunately, today wasn't like any other day. Malcolm decided to take it upon himself to go riding with her today—something about working up after breakfast.
She wasn't pleased about the idea. She was okay with her regular routine of going riding with Galath, spending most of the day in her room sleeping, and then roaming around the castle at night.
She winced. You would think she would have adjusted to sleeping during the night by now, but she still had to take naps during the day if she wanted to function correctly.
She didn't hate it. It gave her few opportunities to run into the Queen and other people. However, she was enclosed again. Her life hasn't changed much.
"Thank you," Mauve whispered absentmindedly as Maria did the finishing touches to her dress.
