Chapter 7

Emma pov :

I lay on my bed to sleep, the terrible scene I saw back in the courtroom kept coming back to me. After a few hours of staying up late, I finally drifted into a deep sleep.

Unexpectedly, I felt someone dabbing me.

" Emma! You need to wake up, it's morning I bet you don't want Lady Josephine to come over here and harass you" Grace said.

Yes! I knew it was morning, but right now all I wanted was to go into a deep slumber without waking up. What I witnessed yesterday, was the highest form of wickedness.

Grace couldn't stop aggravating me, so I had no option but to get out of bed, then rushed out to take my bath. A few minutes after that I rushed back into the slave's chambers to get swathed. Then she tossed a brown gown at me.

" Take, wear this. You have been in that same clothes for days now and trust me Emma you reek bad in those. " Grace enunciated as she continued dressing up for the day's chords. I quickly fit into the dress and then tied my hair up in