Chapter Four
“Ah! How pretty you look, dear Gwendolyn,” the Princess gushed, as I entered her quarters. I was wearing the most beautiful dress I’d ever seen, the deep blue cloth shined like the stars in the heavens when the sunlight hit its surface. It seemed awkward wearing anything so fine after my months in the grimy confinement of the barbarian’s village, wearing cast off and pieced together clothes.
The Princess ran to me from across the room, her bright cheeks blushing pink. Taking my hands in hers, she led me to a window seat that looked out into the breaking morning. “I’m so glad they brought you to me. I want you to attend me as my others ladies.”
I was blushing back, I could tell by the way the heat burned on my cheeks. “I don’t know what to say, Princess.” Attend her? What co
