Portia, Diana, Charlotte and Barbara were dubbed my new ladies in waiting. I decided to let Mavis go back home, because she had endured through so much trauma.
I had Portia and Charlotte helping me prepare for the day. Portia brushed my hair, steaming it after applying oil, while Charlotte files my nails. I was a hands on person. My previous ladies understood that. We even became friends, but these girls were all business.
Once they were done and finally allowed me to leave, I rushed downstairs where Annette and the nurses were waiting for me. I frowned as I noticed Barbara and Diana waiting as well.
“Where are you two going?” I questioned.
Diana stepped forward. “It is our duty to go wherever you go, Your Highness.”
“I have Annette. You will stay here and busy yourself with something
