Almost a week had come to pass, and it was only then did Aurora finally leave the confines of her quarters, albeit reluctantly. Not because she did not wish to show her masked face, but because she was still quite unwell. But Amy here had other plans. She would not have it.
"Get up."
"What?"
"You heard me. Get up. Her Highness the Empress Dowager wishes to see you."
At the mention of the Empress Dowager, Anne was up in her feet and beside a groggy Aurora, who was slowly getting to a sitting position in her bed. Aurora had been sleeping past bed time, but no one seemed to care, as if she wasn't even a part of the royal court.
That was a benefit to her, for now she could fulfill her missed sleep, although she had no idea what consequences her actions would have on no one but herself. Her eyes were still half closed from sleep as she rubbed them, but Anne was already doing the questioning. "Why does Her Highness wish to see the princess now?"