"My lady, you have been staring at that book for a while now." Tamar said, walking into the chamber, her hands filled with folded clothes.
Micah didn't shift her gaze from the book she was reading.
"Do you understand what is written on the book? Tamar continued, and Micah snapped her head in her direction.
"Is it because I do not come from a royal background that you all look down on me? She asked, annoyed by her maid's question.
"Forgive me, my lady…I…..
"Forget it! You are right; most of the words here are huge and difficult to pronounce." Micah signed, closing the book.
"I am sorry, my lady. I do not look down on you; I worry about you. Other queens use their spare time differently, getting oil massages, sitting in the garden dining…but you are different." She said, and Micah felt
