Rosa reached out and took the last piece of cloth. It was, as usual, white. They do not let the servants wear any colour other than white in the capital. She put the cloak on her outfit and pulled the string on the neck to make it tighter. There was no metal mask for her face, but a light cloth was given to her.
‘I miss my mask.’ She thought as her eyes looked up to the sky.
‘How long has it been that I have been here?’
Too many days have passed since she was taken custody.
‘I wonder what they think happened to me?’ Uncle Justin, Eugene, and Edan's faces came into her head one by one. She was feeling homesick.
‘The drama is getting serious each day here. When will we be able to return princess?’ The shadow was floating on top of her and now came down to her level.
Rosa tied the mask and pulled the hood up to cover her face.
‘I will ask for the last wish after this.’ She was adamant that it was time to go back home.