Clara
Nora and I returned to her room. She didn’t talk at all during the walk from the healers to the mistress’ rooms. I supposed she didn’t know what to say. I certainly had no idea.
“I’m getting out of this dress,” Nora announced when the door closed behind us. “Would you like to borrow a lounging robe?”
I nodded. I still wasn’t used to the tightly laced intricate dresses I was expected to wear as a royal mistress.
Nora ducked into her wardrobe room and returned with two soft wool lounging robes, one in blue and one in green. She offered me the green one and then turned so that I could help her out of the lacing on her gown.
I made quick work of the knots and twists holding her bodice in place and then turned so she could return the favor.
“I guess I could have summoned our maids
