With The Stars As Our Witnesses

chapter 2

The next time y/n woke, it was to one of the girls she shared a tent with, shaking her awake.

"y/n wake up, you need to get ready." The girl, Agot, spoken in her native tongue. It had taken y/n some time to learn the language but soon she was able to speak it well enough to hold a basic conversation.

y/n's brows furrowed in confusion, asking silently what the hell Agot was talking about.

The girl sighed and tried to roll her eyes playfully, but y/n could see her shoulders tense even more. Agot was always tense.

"We have been assigned to serve the Queen and her family this season. Come on, get up so you are not late."

Now she understood why Agot was so tense. Serving the Queen was always such a hassle, especially when you're serving her sons. They were well known for seducing the thralls. Margrethe was the prime example of their uncontrollable lust.

y/n groaned at the mention of the Queen and Agot giggled quietly, leaving her to get dress. y/n huffed and got out of her bed, adjusting the furs slightly to make it neat.

A simple brown linen undergown was what she put on, as y/n walked out of the tent trying the back of her white apron, she spotted Agot waiting for her nearby. She linked her arm with hers.

"Let the day begin." The girls smiled, and made their way to the kitchens.