Layla POV
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, I dragged the pretty wooden box from under the bed closer to myself, my fingers brushing off the thin layer of dust clinging to the surface.
It felt heavy, and I didn't mean that literally, but it was quite heavy as I dragged it closer to me. I almost collapsed on the floor from exertion.
A knock sounded on my door and I stilled breathing deeply.
"My lady" Pearl called out, sounding a little bit worried.
"I'm fine, don't come in", I huffed a breath.
"My lady, are you sure you're okay." she asked, and I sat up straighter.
"I'm fine Pearl just tired, I think I'm not totally well yet." I called out.
"But my lady, we do need to finish the fitting today", she pleaded, and I sighed.
"I promise I'll be ready early tomorrow morning " I said a
