chapter 10

“Good morning, Reka,” Reka turned around quickly and bowed low in my direction. She was about a finger’s width close to having a seizure when she noticed I was wearing a towel in the kitchen. She looked like she was going to protest, but she didn’t. She kept her mouth shut and went back to what she was cooking.

“Reka, is there something you want to say?” I asked, leaning on the island. There was literally no need for everyone to be tense around me. “You can relax.”

“I am, my princess.” She bowed to me.

“Was there anything you wanted to say to me?”

“Nothing, my princess.” She bowed again.

“Reka…” I warned.

“Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking out of turn, but I feel it is my duty to inform you that His Highness may not approve of you wearing a towel in the kitchen. It could be perceived as unbecoming of a queen and may harm your reputation. However, I am but a humble servant and it is not my place to dictate what you should or should not do.” it was almost like her words had be