I was smiling when we reached the palace grounds. Miss Rose was waiting for us and she looked me up and down when we arrived.
Miss Rose: “Maria, help Princess Sophia clean herself up and change into new clothes. Then bring her to the garden. Queen Margaret wants her to join them for tea time.”
Maria: “Yes, Miss Rose.”
I wonder why Miss Rose didn’t just address me directly. She wasn’t even looking at me. Does she hate me or something?
I looked at myself and I didn’t see that much dirt. There’s some in the hemline, but that’s expected if you’re wearing a dress this long, even if you haven’t been to the stables.
I smiled slightly at Miss Rose, and she just kept holding her head up high. I wonder if she gets tired with her chin up like that all the time. I chuckled at myself imagining how
