"Princess, your skin is velvety and delicate. Even if the water becomes a little too hot, the skin becomes red. Did the queen make you bath with milk and cream when you were a child?" Sinja asked while massagingJane Dover's sparkling white back with a sponge.
Remembering the strange situation of last night, Jane Dover's mind was getting spoiled because last night she fell asleep on the bed while crying and woke up in the morning when Darius Simard was not present in the bedroom. Was he angry because of last night? She knew that she had insulted him by not listening to him but last night her heart was very heavy and she was not in a rush to do anything right or wrong.
"Princess…??"
Jane Dover realised that Sinja was talking to her and no word had dropped in her ears.
"Yes, Sinja."
Sinja put the sponge back on the soap tub and came beside her. She noticed that Jane Dover was a little sad, lying in the big bathtub under the sheet of red roses.
"Since when have I been talking to you and you are lost in thoughts." Sinja pouted at Jane Dover and the rest of the maids laughed.
"The princess seems to be missing the Prince." A maid commented.
"Why won't she miss him? After all, the prince cares more about the princess…"
"Yes, I have also heard that he also got the women's palace vacated and now every night is being spent with the princess."
"Then the nights of the princess must have been very colourful."
"How do you know?"
"I have heard from the ladies of Women's palace that the prince behaves very well on the bed."
Jane over lowered her head as she was feeling ashamed of the reality.
"Oh wow. Is it true princess?"
Jane Dover closed her eyes sadly because she had not one it with him even if they are living under the same roof. She had heard a lot about his stamina in bed but yet he did not try to do it with her.
"What nonsense are you all talking about? Can't you see that the princess is sad today? Get from here." Sinja was senior and she could scold all five of them well. The maids bowed and left the bathroom quickly. Sinja sighed sadly and looked at Jane Dover who seemed to be sad.
"Princess, don't feel bad about the words of these maids. There is no tantrum in them."
Jane Dover looked at Sinja with her knightly smile.
"I don't mind, Sinja. You girls take so much care of me, I love talking to you." She was smiling and Sinja became nervous.
"Princess, did something happen last night between you both?"
Jane Dover sighed sadly and looked at the scented water in front of her while nodding slowly.
Sinja widened her eyes and hesitantly looked at her. She did not know it would be harsh for Jane Dover if she would complain to Darius Simard about the dinner.
"Is he mad at you?"
"I think so."
"Didn't you try to persuade him?"
"I wanted to. But I did not see him in the morning."
"You should have tried at night."
"I had slept at night."
"Forgive me, Princess." Sinja lowered her head sadly and Jane Dover looked at her in surprise.
"Why are you being sorry?"
"It was me who had informed Prince that you had not taken dinner."
"It's okay. In that case, I got a chance to eat with him." Jane Dover smiled sadly and held her arm.
Sinja smiled awkwardly as she did not know whether she should be happy about it or should be sad.
"Princess… Princess…" A maid rushed to the bathroom while panting.
"What's wrong?" Jane Dover looked at her with her temperate gaze.
"They say that the King will arrive today afternoon."
Jane Dover looked at Sinja in a daze because she have to be ready to welcome the king along with Darius Simard.
Winsonland was decorated like a bride on the occasion of the return of the king. And the palace had emerged from the smell of colourful flowers. When the king with his convoy riding on an elephant entered the big gate of the palace, flowers were showered on his path and the horns started ringing. The earth was trembling due to the loudness of drums and clarinets. He was welcomed as if he was the god of the earth. Jane Dover with her maidens was watching the reception of the king from the top balcony of the palace. Darius Simard and Vrinda Simard were representatives by riding on their horses ahead of the elephant of the king. Jane Dover's eyes were not fixed on the king, but on Darius Simrad, because he looked very attractive in his warrior costume with a sword on his waist and sparkle on his white and angular face, like a brave warrior. The people of Winsonland warmly welcomed the king's arrival. At the echo of their cheers, the sky also pressed its palm on its ears. Everything was elegant and implausible.
"How stunning are the two princes!"
Jane Dover turned her head and looked at the maids behind her who were commenting for a long time. She finally came back to her senses and looked at Vrina Simard who was also on his horse beside Darius Simard. It was no doubt that he was looking as attractive as Darius Simard used to.
"Sinja…"
Sinja was standing beside Jane Dover and happily enjoying the ceremony.
"Yes."
"Why does Prince Vrinda lead beside Prince?" She asked the right question at the wrong time and Sinja looked at her surprisingly.
"Princess, don't be like this!" She leaned and whispered in her ears.
"What's wrong?"
"He is the elder son of the King." Sinja again whispered carefully so that no one could hear. Jane Dover became shocked by this statement.
"Princess, see those chariots." Sinja dragged her attention towards the ceremony and Jane Dover looked at the chariots which were following the convey.
"What is in these chariots?" She asked in amusement.
"The king has taken gifts for the princes during his travels. Whom they have brought in these chariots." Sinja replied in a low voice so that their conversation could not be heard.
"But some chariots are decorated and some are not..."
"This is because there are women in the decorated chariots and the instruments of war in the rest of the chariots."
"But women for what?" Jane Dover looked at Sinja in panic.
"Out of these women, the beautiful women will be sent to the women's palace for Prince. Some women will be kept by the king to serve himself and all those who are not beautiful will be distributed in the palace works." Sinja explained it well.
"But… Why so many women?"
"Princess, the king of the country to which the king must have gone, the king of that country must have gifted these women to him. If the convoy must have stopped somewhere and if there is a beautiful woman there, then they too would have been taken, prisoner."
"This is wrong."
"Shhhh." Sinja held her arm in panin.
"Princess, don't ever say that. You do not know the real form of the king. If the prince also opposed any of his words, then he would not stop by punishing him, too."
Jane Dover looked at the ground in which the public was still cheering and the king had already entered the castle.
"Princess…" A maid came ahead and Jane Dover turned back and looked at her.
"The king has entered the castle and in a while, his court will also be held." She informed and Jane Dover looked at Sinja.
"Let's go to see the royal court." Sinja smiled at her brightly.
There another maid entered in a rush.
"Princess…"
"What is there?"
"You also have to be present in the Royal Court. This message has been sent by Prince."
Jane Dover's heart skipped a beat and she looked at Sinja in tension. She knew that she had to go to greet the King but she did not know she would have to be present in the court. She had never seen such things in past and she did not have any ideas about the rituals. She was very scared that she should not make any mistake in a royal meeting... because she was Darius Simrad's wife and she did not want Darius Simrad to bow down with shame because of her.
"Princess, don't panic. I will tell you what you will have to do." Sinja smiled brightly at Jane Dover which melted her apprehension and she smiled finally.
"Please come."
Jane Dover sighed and followed Sinja with panic.
The palace was filled with kaleidoscopic curtains and fragrant flowers, but the palace was fading in front of the beauty of Jane Dover. When she entered the third floor to welcome the king, she found Darius Simrad standing in front of her with his solemn gaze and appealing aura.