Code of The Queen

4 maids!

The next two weeks I was forced to stay in the room. He never came back. Only maids came and left twice a day.

They never spoke, they never looked at me, and never got with in a foot of my range.

I grew to hate the fact that I was alone. In the carriage ride I only had a glimpse of who he was. When we arrived at the castle, I nearly choked on my own spit.

It was not what I had expected. And I hated that. I didn't want to be here. I hated big places. I most sertainly didn't want to live here.

He forced me out of the carriage and when we stepped through the doors he had released my arms from his tight grip.

His face contorted with expectation. I found myself trying pull away from him. But it only triggered his irritation. But he looked down on me.

And the morning I found him gone I wanted to be angry. But, it didn't surprise me the least.

He was a man, all men hold little feelings for a woman. Its like all men have three main emotions. That's anger, impulse, and apathy.

Apathy, and impultion are two of the most common you will ever see in a man. Boredom is not new to anyone especially when it comes to men, and acting completely on first thought also gets you into trouble. But anger can come flying at you out of no where.

I've had my taste of that a few times when the black smith caught me stealing his potato's. But I paid him two gold coins for ten of them. And he only gave me seven.

Sadly there were no windows in the damn room and I had a bathing pool and personal chamber room. Although I had a chamber pot under my bed I would prefer the room.

I looked around the room and found no source of weapons. Everything had been taken out. Of course I had towels and soap. But I didn't even have any sheers. What if I want to cut my hair.

Well I'm just saying that would never happen I love my hair. But even the door was locked!

I sat for hours against the cold stone wall, and stared at my feet. Yes, I had been provided dresses but there was no way I was wearing them.

I was perfectly fine in my hosen pants, cloth shirt and thin hide vest. I did however take my shoes off. My hosen was ripped at the knees and I needed to stitch them badly.

For a few more hours I sat their. One of three maids that have been to my room forgot to lock my door four times. Her name was Maddie.

This is why I need a weapon. If I could at least threaten her, and get her to give me the key then I could get out. But I also had to worry about the guards. I had no idea how much there were around my chambers.

Today was her round so she would be coming by any minute now. I pulled my shoes on as an idea popped up in my head.

I went to my wash room and noticed the self of soaps and scrubs. I couldn't say I was out of soap because that was impossible.

A knock on my door told me she was here. I made my way to the wash room door and closed it so it was open just a crack.

"You may enter." I rushed to the small shelf and pushed it over. Just as I hoped, the soap spilled all over the floor even making its way under the dark wood door.

And my plan was in play. The dish against plate stopped, and I could hear her tiny shoes land softly on the ground.

I had blown out all the candles and it left the room dark. Only the sound of the heated bath could be heard.

"Lady Breeze?" I rolled my eyes.

It was the first time I had ever heard her voice. And it was so soft and kind it made me feel bad for what I was about to do. I became impatient. She was taking to long. Someone will notice!