BELLE glared at the woman that entered the door of the room that she was occupying. It was the young housemaid that brought her into this room last night.
“I brought you a change of clothes, Miss.” A dress and a pair of black underwear were placed at the foot of the bed. “Do you need help with the bath?”
“I’m rich but I’m not stupid. I know how to bath myself.”
She said that harsher than intended but she did not bother to take back her words.
“Sir Maxwell is waiting for you downstairs for breakfast.”
“What time is it?”
“Seven in the morning, Miss.”
Belle climbed out of bed and grabbed the clothes before going to the bathroom.
Showered and refreshed, she exited the bathroom. The bed was already made. The young housemaid is standing by the door.
“Do you need help with your hair?”
