Raziela
I rushed back into the servants quarters, thankful to still find Diane preparing in the room. I thrust the paper into her hands and watched as her eyes scanned it, and she let out a horrified gasp.
“One week? Inside the castle?” Her face was pale with shock. “Raziela, you’re not ready to be inside that castle yet. You’re not ready to be around him. The servants that are usually scheduled to clean the King’s wing usually receive training first. You’ve only been here for less than two weeks.”
My composure finally crumbled. I started shaking, a tremor that began in my hands and spread throughout my body. “So it’s a trap?” I asked and the pity in Diane’s eyes confirmed it.
“I can’t do this, Diane, she threatened my life. She said I could end up dead before the end of the week if
