Courting

When Dahlia was tired of standing, she sat down. Alora brought her a chair and a table she could rest her head, even when she had warned her not to. But the maid cared about her too much, that she didn't mind getting in trouble.

It was already morning, and the king she was supposed to marry would already be close. Dread filled her heart with each passing moment.

Alora busied herself with packing the noble Lady's stuffs, as the duchess had instructed, while she would offer comforting words to Dahlia at intervals. Dahlia found her amusing.

"Everything is ready my Lady." Alora informed her when she was done packing. "Don't worry my Lady, you will be released soon." She tried to comfort the lady again.

Dahlia only smiled. She knew she was soon going to be released, but that was not the freedom she sought. She would be released, just so they could make her presentable to her future husband.