Martha walked into the Queen's chamber and saw the two cute princesses sleeping peacefully and comfortably on the Queen's bed.
There were some powdered stains of something like milk on the floor. Martha quickly went out of the room to fetch a bucket of water in the restroom on the second floor. And she bring it with a mopping stick, so she could mop the floor and clean the table since Queen Maria had already fed the twins and put them to sleep.
When Martha returned to Queen Maria's chamber, she saw the queen had returned, and now lay on her bed waiting for her to come and clean the room.
"What took you so long?" Queen Maria questioned, as she spoke in a calm voice, not wanting to wake her twin daughters.
"I'm sorry, my queen, I forgot to bring detergent so I went back to get it along with the sanitizer," Martha replied.
"It's okay, you can go on and clean, and do it quickly and leave here so my kids can sleep comfortably," Queen Maria said, as she stared adorably at her twin babies that were sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Martha stood staring at the queen and the twins, admiring them, and the queen turned to stare at her.
"What are you still standing there doing? Would you get on with why you are here and be quick!" Queen Maria commanded, and one of the twin babies flinched as a result of the Queen's shout.
The baby woke up crying.
Queen Maria subtly narrowed her eyes at Martha, sending a warning glare as she gently pet her baby, and tried to calm her crying baby that had stirred to wake up.
Martha quickly went on mopping the tiled floor, ignoring the queen as the queen focused and tried to calm her baby.
When Martha was through mopping the floor, she noticed the queen had also fallen asleep and she bit her lower lip and thought she hadn't even carried out a complete plan on how to smuggle out the baby.
If Martha failed to do it now, then she wouldn't be able to do it again because the babies were rapidly growing faster and were now six months old and crawling.
Martha didn't want the Queen's child to have any thought whatsoever that she wasn't her real mother. Thinking on what to do, she carefully went back to the Queen's restroom to pour out the water in the bucket, making a few sounds to see if the queen would wake.
Obviously, Queen Maria had already fallen deep into her sleep, because she was too tired to hear a little noise.
Martha went out of Queen Maria's chamber and came back with a trash bin. She brought the trash bin that she had washed closer to the bed, and carefully carried the blonde baby, placing her inside the trash, while Queen Maria stirred a little as she was lying on her side.
Martha swallowed, and carefully put the little blonde baby, Mary into the trash bin because she had previously kept some clothes in it so as not to stir the baby to wake up. Especially not when they were at the gate or passing the guards, as that would send dread down her spine and send her to her early grave.
Martha quickly covered the trash bin and carried it outside quickly, going downstairs, and out of the mansion, towards the palace gate.
Queen Maria was still tired and sleeping that she didn't even notice what had happened around her.
She was deep in her sleep and didn't hear any single sound or movements around her. She turned to find a better sleeping position, while Martha made her way towards the gate, carrying the trash bin up in her arms and not covering it properly so as not to suffocate the sleeping baby.
The stationed guards looked at Maria; obviously, they knew she was the only one always going out to throw things and doing some other random errands in the palace, so they didn't bother to question her.
The guard walked past Martha to open the gate, and Martha tried not to feel too nervous as her palms were sweating while she was firing serious prayers inwardly in her heart so the baby wouldn't wake up or cry, being in a dark place.
The guard came to stand beside Martha, because the other guards stood by the guard house closer to the gate watching.
"Martha, I had told you to accept my proposal so you would stop working as a maid here in this palace. I'm really serious about you, and I don't like seeing how you are being maltreated in this palace," the guard told Martha, as he came and stood in between opening the gate and staring at her face.
"Martha," he called again and Martha swallowed the hard lump that had formed in her throat and stared at him as she gathered herself to reply.
She didn't want to keep the trash bin down nor waste any more of her time in the palace to avoid being caught.
Martha replied to him, "I will think about it, Timothy. Please let me do my job now. If the Queen catches me standing here and talking to you, she would have me punished and you wouldn't be able to do anything to save me."
"But Martha, you know I love you, please give me a chance," Timothy begged, and Martha nodded as she noticed the baby kicked in the trash bin like it turned. Sweat gathered on her forehead and she shivered, making Timothy notice her distress.
Timothy sighed and went to open the gate to allow her to pass.
"I will be waiting for your response," he told her and she nodded and quickly walked away, passing the gate and walking out of the royal palace.
Going farther a bit, Martha stopped as she now stood far away from the palace. The baby in the trash bin already started crying, and she brought out the baby and carried her in her arms, before she went to a cab stop and stopped a cab driver, ordering him to take her to Emam territorial borders, which was out of Ubi borders.
The cab man nodded and did as he was instructed, and he started the cab and drove Martha away to the borders, which was very far from where she was picked.
They arrived at the borders a few hours later and Martha walked to the territorial boundary between Ubi and Emam kingdom.
As it was night, Maria knew the few people that stood waiting for the next available bus would not notice her as a maid. She was lucky enough to have poured some clothes into the trash bin, as those clothes were part of little Princess Mary's clothes that she had taken from Queen Maria's room.
The next available bus travelling to Emam kingdom arrived, and Martha entered into it with the baby, covering her a bit as the baby shook due to the cold night weather.
Maria had forgotten she was still putting on her maid clothes, and she wondered why some of the guards at the territorial boundaries were staring at her. She was nervous, but luckily they didn't question her as they thought probably she had closed from her work in the palace or she was rather sent on an errand.
They allowed her to pass and that was how she successfully escaped from Ubi kingdom, stealing little Princess Mary and taking her away from her mother and her twin sister.
The bus drove off into the cold dark night and drove towards Emam kingdom. Martha heaved a sigh of relief, as she had successfully carried out her plans. She prayed for forgiveness in her heart because she was determined to raise the baby as her own child, and to punish Queen Maria thrice the punishment she had given her.
As soon as the bus stopped at its first bus-stop closer to Emam kingdom, Martha got down and decided to find another bus or a cab to take her to her aunt's place. As she feared maybe the queen would have woken up, and now be searching for her precious baby. Because Martha knew how addicted Queen Maria was towards Mary, than her twin sister Princess Miranda, who was a brunette.
Martha quickly paid the bus driver and stopped another cab driver, ordering him to take her to Emam village. She went into the cab and the cab driver drove her to Emam village, a town closer to the palace.
There Martha got down, paid the driver, and made her way towards her aunt's house. She found an elderly woman who was her aunt that she used to visit with her mother, when she was younger and greeted her as she approached the old house.
The elderly woman had partial blindness so she couldn't see the baby nor Martha in the dark.
"Who's there?" asked Aunty Edith as she hit her stick in the mud outside the house that she was living in.
"Aunty, it's me, Martha, Martha Davis," she replied, as she came forward for her aunty to touch her.
"Martha, wow, I wasn't expecting you. You are here, come closer, let me see you," Aunt Edith called and Martha went to meet the elderly woman, who touched her arm and touched the little baby in her arms too.
Aunty Edith pressed the little Princess Mary's face, and touching her cheek to be sure of what she touched.
Little Princess Mary cried out as she felt the strong palms that touched her soft cheeks. "A baby!?" Aunty Edith questioned.
"Martha, you now have a child?" she asked Martha again.
"Yes, aunty, it was a mistake, that's why I left the palace," Martha replied to her aunt, who nodded in understanding.
"It's okay, Martha, but there's no food at home now," the elderly woman said.
"I know, aunt, I bought bread on my way here," Martha replied, and little Princess Mary started crying aloud, noticing the dark environment and cold, dusty wind that blew her tender, smooth skin.