Chapter 3: Presentable
"Strip!" she commanded me the moment we sauntered into the room and I was reluctant.
"Can you not hear me?!"
Even though she was just a lady like me I was still wary mostly because of her heated gaze on me, she wheezed.
"In here!" she called and I heard footsteps rushing in, it was a maid.
"Get her to strip"
"Yes my lady," she said bowing before facing me, she reached for me but I didn’t move. I gave up trying to be reticent. She released the chain connecting to my collar so that I could move freely but she didn’t take off the cuff and collar... but it was a relief of weight for me. She slid the gown off me and I noticed she winked her nose. I wouldn’t blame her, even though my nose was already used to the odor I knew was foul. I haven’t bathed for a year in that cell. I got my flow but it rarely came, so I ripped from my gown to set myself up whenever I noticed a drip, that was why my once long rag gown was shorter than usual because of all the rips.
"I will get the bath ready," the maid said, rushing.
"gods you stink!"
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