I returned to my chamber again and was greeted by Kesar. She had prepared my dinner and was waiting for me. I smiled and thanked her. After the meal, I took my bath and was ready to go to sleep.
Inside my room, Kesar was sitting primly on the floor by the foot of my bed. She regarded me with tenderness. I didn't notice that at first. The wooden floor felt cold on my bare feet when I entered the room. The curtains flicked against the breeze.
I sat down as I dried my damp hair.
"Are you tired, my lady?" Kesar asked.
"A little, yes," I said. "You have anything to talk to me?"
"No," she said and only smiled.
"What is that?" I asked, raising an amused eyebrow at the maiden. Kesar shook her head. Her dress was looser than usual. She did not tie it securely as she always had.