Four weeks later, Sally came out to the backyard to see her princess washing her clothes. Sally would have rushed to take the clothes from her before, but today she didn’t.
Her princess needed the distraction. She needed the activity to get her mind off painful things.
Her princess turned then and saw her. She smiled at her. “Sally…”
Sally forced herself to beam at her. “My princess. Do you need my help?” she offered, anyway.
Danika shook her head. “No. I’m fine.”
Sally bit her lips. It hurt just having to come to say this to her princess.
Danika saw the pain and indecision in Sally’s eyes. She dropped the piece of clothing back into the small river and turned to Sally. “What is it?”
“Princess Kamara w-will be arriving today,” she finally spoke helplessly. “We have to be ready to we
