Micah woke up when the curtains in her chamber were slowly opened by some handmaids.
"Good morning, my lady." Tamar greeted when she turned around and saw Micah yawning and rubbing her eyes with her lean fingers.
"How was your wedding night? The maid asked, and Micah fell into a depth of despair. She gazed at the maid, who thought she must have said something wrong.
"I am sorry, my lady, please forgive me….
"He didn't come." Micah simply said, her eyes swollen from crying too much the previous night.
Tamar didn't know what to say; she used to be Berth's personal handmaid, and now she was assigned to Micah.
"My lady, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. We have to get you dressed and ready." Tamar said, pulling the blanket off Micah. She folded it up and kept it.
Micah was led t
