Kill me if you want

I shrug my shoulders and wash the red blood off of my skin. I do not mind Michelle in here. She has helped give me baths countless times before, but now I feel

like it isn't right. We are equals now, in this utterly foreign land.

She kneels near the tub and dips her finger into the hot water. "You did not answer me, my lady."

I grimace and shake my head, my wet hand gripping hers.

"I'm no longer 'my lady' to you, Michelle. Call me Elizabella."Michelle opens her big brown eyes in shock. "I—I am not your equal. I am your handmaiden—"

"Not here," I cut her off quickly. "And never will you be my handmaiden again. You are a friend…my closest friend." She smiles tenderly at me, blushing a bright red color. I sink deeper into the bathwater and sigh.

She looks behind the curtain for anyone listening or watching. "He told me his commoner's name,"

" He? Drinks of Waterfall? "

" Yes we're here to take you back "

" I won't go "

Michelle whispers to me.

" Why my lady? "

I looked at her confusin