"You best speak, young lady. I don't have the patience for this. I will throw you into the dungeons and report to the Queen that you are nothing but a nuisance that should be severely punished," Mistress Edith said, stepping closer to Rose.
They were still in the confines of the small room. The open window and the dying candlelight were the only sources of light. Rose could barely see Mistress Edith's face, but she could tell the woman wasn't lying. If she didn't defend herself, she would end up in a worse situation than she already was.
The front of the room was crowded with other servants who had been drawn to the commotion. Rose couldn't hear what was being said, but there was a lot of snickering and shocked reactions.
Rose took a deep breath as she got ready to recount her side of the story.
