The question reminded Danika of her burning scalp. Impulsively, her hand went up to her hair. It also reminded her of the things she’d said to the mistress and her cheeks turned red. She couldn’t believe that she’d spoken to her in that way.
“Oh, Sally.” She exhaled in defeat. The mistress would just tell the king about it, and she’d be punished for it.
“What happened?” Sally asked worriedly.
“The mistress almost scalped me, so I yanked her hand away from my hair and said some things to her. Not mean things,” she added. “Just things a slave should never say to a mistress.”
Sally thought about that, and her brow knitted in worry. She didn’t want anything to happen to her princess, but then again, that Wicked Witch of the West was just too… wicked.
“Don’t worry about it, Sally. We’ll cr
