"Goodness, I'm so sorry, Your Highness."
Fright and nervousness filled the face of the male servant as he looked at the bride.
For Maxine, she was utterly stunned and completely annoyed, however, she held her annoyance to herself since she knew she was being watched now and any slight mistake from her could lead to rumours she would not appreciate.
Back in her residence, she would have deducted the servant's salary for being so careless.
However, as soon as she wanted to tell the servant it was okay and he should be more careful next time, she watched her three friends; Macy, Agnes and Victoria who scampered to where she was.
The first to talk was Agnes.
"Your Highness—"
"It's Maxine, Agnes," Maxine said immediately.
Victoria shook her head, saying, "We can not accord you that." She paused as she saw the state of Maxine's gown. "Goodness, how did you get this on you?"
