"Almost. There," Rose sighed in relief after she succeeded in pulling a drawer to block the bathroom door.
It was time to get cleaned up before going down to where the soldiers had made the stew Zayne spoke about. Before that, Rose had to wash the dress she wore today to be able to wear it tomorrow as she had no other option than to sleep in the one other dress she had. She would not take the risk of not sleeping in a dress.
"Why did Mathias have to be there? I could have bought another dress," Rose said, pulling on the dress she wore to see the state of it. With only two dresses, they would be worn out quite fast. "I should learn how to make dresses, but I cannot leave. Would he be angry if I used one of the sheets?"
Rose did not want to overdo what she did while in Zayne's home. He was her employer. Nothing more.
From this point on, she was to act as his maid and be mindful of her words.
