After dinner had finished, Shae made her way back to her room as they were told to do. Miss Linnath followed her down the hall and into their shared room.
“Tell me when the tailor gets hereā¦if it isn’t too much trouble for you,” she said over her shoulder before going into her bedroom and shutting the door.
With no idea what else to do, Shae went to her room, retrieved her needlepoint, and sat at the table stitching. Her mother would sit and wait like this as well, if told.
She stared at the sun she was stitching into the fabric, which shone down on a vase of blooming flowers. She wondered what their fragrance would be like if they were in the room. The garden she had come across had smelled beautiful. She would have to go again and enjoy it more. Shae wondered how many gardens like that might be within the castle walls. Surely it was not only the one.