I Will Carry It To The Grave

On their way back to the Celestial Lodge, Sierra and Ida did not exchange any words. It was not until they were in the confines of Sierra's room, did someone finally spoke up. 

"Ida, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep this from you. I…" Sierra bit her lip. 

Ida had trusted her from the very beginning and yet she had been lying about her identity to her face. She did not deserve the praise Ida gave her. She felt like a fraud. 

"If you do not wish to serve me any longer, I understand-"

"Your Highness, do you not want me to serve you anymore?" Ida asked in shock as she covered her mouth with her hands. 

Before Sierra could reply, Ida got down on her knees. 

"Ida! What are you doing? Get up," Sierra exclaimed in shock as she tried to help her up to her feet. 

But the maid was persistent. She refused to budge. 

"I won't get up," she said with determination, "Not until you let me continue serving you, Princess."