*ROSA*
It was nightfall by the time we arrived at a palace—like building, maids gathered in a straight line at the entrance to welcome us.
A guard came by and helped me out, and the carriage rode away. Damon took the lead and I followed suit, guards tailing behind us.
The maids bowed a welcome gesture.
I hid my face to avoid the weird looks I received from everyone I came across. It was expected of them to judge me, and not just me but every slave that accompanied her master.
Eventually, Damon and I were separated, and a maid was assigned to take me to my supposed chamber.
It was nothing fancy, but a lot better than the servant quarter I shared with the twins.
"You will be decked up in a while, get comfortable, refreshments will be brought in soon." The maid who walked me to my room
