Chapter Four
A soft knocking roused me from my sleep. "Mistress?" a timid voice called.
I sighed. Fet hadn't listened when I'd said I wanted to be alone then. Or he thought I wouldn't mind a little interference from a priestess. He was wrong. I'd had very little time for them before I'd been cursed, and even less for them now. I was perfectly capable of dressing myself.
Then again, a bath sounded nice.
"Come in," I called, even as I pushed myself into a sitting position.
The girl bustled in, looking every bit as young as she sounded. This one probably wasn't even a proper priestess yet. Not that I'd ask her.
"Oh, your eminence, I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were..."
I waved away her concerns. I hardly cared if she saw me naked. "Please draw me a bath," I demanded.
"Of course. But
