Anaisa had tried to stay behind in the chambers when the princess was summoned by a knock at the door, but the spoiled woman refused.
"I might need something while we're there, a drink or a fan." Sapphira glared at her. "You can't just stay here."
"If I'm to be your double, wouldn't you want to keep me a secret–" Anaisa tried again, whispering.
"It would be more suspicious if Father found out I have a new maid but did not bring her now. Meals, I never bring servants along, but during the day there is always a maid or two with me. Besides, you look different enough with the makeup and hairstyle. No one will be looking at you at all. Father probably just wants to chastise me for being too difficult with the dressmaker. Come, now." The Princess walked confidently and flung the door open.
"Please–" Anaisa cringed as Sapphira strode forward, leaving no room for argument. It looked like she was going to see the king today.
