Rays of morning light shone on Roes's figure. Her head was tilted sideways with her eyes shut as she slept. Some maids reported to the butler of her sleeping form; he paused in his tracks, just remembering Her Highness Rose was forgotten by the queen.
He beckoned one of the passing maids. ''Tell the other cleaning maids to start with the audience chamber. Make as much noise as you can when doing your duties. Make sure the chamber is cleaned thoroughly. We wouldn't want to disgrace the queen with a dusty room on the day of the celebration.'' He lectured in a serious tone. He was the epitome of a perfect butler at this moment if you ignore his eyes that were sparkling with gloating.
''Yes sir.'' The maid replied, her face turning serious and left to relay his words to the other cleaning maids.