Jasmine
The kitchen was where I found Martha after searching her almost entire palace. She was cutting veggies with some other maids.
"Hey, Martha," I walked towards her. She glanced at me, a smile forming on her lips as she did.
"Where were you the whole day, Miss Jasmine?" She chuckled and turned back now fully facing me.
"Umm...I was.." I hesitated, "Forget it, I have something to tell you."
"What?" She questioned.
"I-I...Um, yesterday...I-I..."Like a moron, I was, my stammering was the only thing that came out of my mouth, well of course the few words didn't make any sense.
"Do you have a fever, sweetheart?" She came and placed her hand on my forehead, checking my supposedly normal temperature.
"No, I don't." I quickly spluttered, "It's just that, I need to...
