Aletta stood, cleaning the furniture in the drawing room as instructed by the head servant of the castle.
It was the second time she was cleaning the room as she had nothing else to do. And sitting idly only triggered her thoughts and worry for the unconscious Queen.
The head servant had chosen to only give her that particular room to clean. Even when she had asked the butler if he needed any work done, he immediately refused.
It was as though they did not want to give her any work to do. And Aletta suspected it was either because of the fact that she was the Queen's personal servant or Reagan.
For the sake of her mental wellbeing and her reputation, she chose to believe it was because of the Queen.
Bored and cleaning for the third time now, she began to hum a soft, slow tune. Something she remembered one of her caretakers used to sing to her when she was little.
