"My lady, you would need a dress. Shall I inform the head maid about it?" asked Daisy in a soft voice as she worried that wearing slave clothes all the time would not be appropriate for her.
Not forgetting that the dress was too dirty and a bit torn too.
"Sigh! I keep forgetting about it. I need a dress, but so does the child. Did the blockh.. Cough... I mean the duke did not arrange clothes for us when he arranged the room?" Daisy shook her head but then thinking about something, she added.
"Do not misunderstand, my lady. The Duke, I mean your highness, did not have much experience in hospitality; it was her highness that used to take care of such things.
But I am sure the head maid would arrange something for both of you before dinner. She is a very efficient woman or I can ask the butler too." she assured Mary, but Mary shook her head as she looked around.
