“Where are you coming from?” Amelia demanded, waiting at the entrance of the kitchen.
“I went to the store... young master.... he sent me” I stammered, pointing at the back.
“That’s not the way to the store...”
“Yeah... got lost and I went to inform him that I couldn’t find my way...” I replied, sweat was forming on my forehead and from her look, she wasn’t buying my story.
“You’re fidgeting, I don’t know the games you’re playing with young master but I’ll advise you to stop if you wouldn’t want to see the wrath of the royal family” She advised and I nodded, entering the kitchen.
“Get the bucket and go get water from the stream” The second cook instructed and I nodded, taking a bucket.
I hopped to the river, lost in my thoughts about what had happened a few minutes ago.
I dug my tee
