"Highness."
Shanna looked up from the book she'd been trying to read for the last hour, but being confined to a set of three rooms and a tiny patio and garden all day, every day, was wearing on her even more than she'd feared. She smiled at Barth, one of the monks who tended her. "Yes?"
He held out the robe he was carrying. "His Eminence thought you might like to leave your rooms for a little while. He says as long as you stay in the robes, keep the hood up, and do not speak to anyone, you should be fine. Many monks here take vows of silence and hide their faces, for various reasons, so you won't stand out. He suggested you might like to help me. I'm in charge of the herb gardens. Would you like to assist me today?"
"That would be marvelous, thank you." She took the robe and hastened into the bedroom to change.