Trailing behind

“WH…what?” Fera gasped, looking around her as she slowly gasped at what the servant girl was trying to say.

“She’s going out?” Fera asked, looking straight at the pleasant servant in front of her, who stopped about three steps from the door.

“Yes, Princess Fera, and even though it can’t be fully confirmed,” The servant replied with a small bow, hoping in her heart that the information was enough to get her a better place than being stuck all day in the dress-making rooms doing nothing.

At first, Fera didn’t reply and simply nodded at the servant, her mind elsewhere, until she later spoke after a few seconds.

“Okay, it's good that you took note of this. Return and ensure that the riding outfit is made on time. You must inform me the moment she sends for it,” Fera responded with a certain sort of urgency in her tone when she spoke.

“Yes your highness,” the servant responded, “I won’t disappoint you,” she said with a small bow, before turning around to leave when Fera made it obvious that