It has been three weeks gone and everything looks like it has always been. For Katrina it has always been waking up every morning to do her chores which has extended to scrubbing the future duchess room, then making sure food is served before 8:00 in the morning. After which she retires to her room to attend to herself then she awaits the afternoon meal then evening respectively.
The only friend she had was the old Greg who hardly smiled or laugh but mulls around all day but she still liked him; he had saved her twice now from the evil witch as she likes to think of Beatrice. Whenever she feels lonely, she goes to where ever he is to engage in a chat with him even though all he does is shrug and give flimsy responses not encouraging at all then when ever he gets tired of listening, he m
