Emily POV
I mind-linked that the only person I could think of who would help me out of this predicament was the Queen.
‘Queen Heather?’ I called softly, not sure if she was awake yet.
‘Yes? sweetheart.’ She replied instantly.
'Can you come to my room for a moment, please?’ I begged. I hoped she could sort out some clothes for me quickly.
‘Sure, is there something wrong?’ she asked, concern in her voice, and I knew she would be on her way to me as fast as she could, as I rarely called for help.
‘Um, you will have to see for yourself. I'm so sorry to be a bother,’ I replied softly, not really sure how to explain it to her, and seeing was believing.
The Queen walked and stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth agape as she stared at the woman before her in disbelief. Her eyes widened and
