Willow's Point of View
The next morning, I woke up with one of the court ladies' abrupt splash of water on my face. I look pathetic, dirt was all over my face as well as on my dress that was given to me by my mom. My eyes welled up in tears seeing there was a slight torn part of the dress. Goodness, it's a gift from my mother!
“Olga said you should go to the forest and start getting woods we'll be using to cook.” Miranda, the next in line after Olga, ordered.
I nibbled my lower lip as I tried to sit down. “I don't think I can do it, M-Miranda. I don't feel very well, I feel w-weak and my head hurts a l-lot.”
“Ha! Stop with your pretentious act! You won't get me there!” Miranda said before banging the basin on the ground. “Get up now and start moving! You're not a princess here to b
