Violette POV
We spent an hour picking weeds and grooming the plants. We removed all the dead flowers and leaves, watered them, then finished by sprinkling something on them that Ms. Beatrice told us to.
“Lunch is ready.” Ms. Beatrice called. Lillian and I stood up from the floors and made our way over to the servants eating area. I dried my hands against my uniform and was handed a plate by the kitchen staff.
I nodded my head and smiled gratefully and he smiled back. Once Lillian got her food we took seats by the far back of the room. I didn’t want to sit near many people.
“Is that the King's slave?” I heard one of them whispering to the other.
“Yeah, I hear he caught her being broken in by another man. The king killed the man and beat the slave. That’s why we haven’t seen her.” The
