The next morning, Jenna woke up feeling much better than the previous night. There wasn't any headache or nightmare, neither did she try to think about meeting Gerald again and being locked in with his stepbrother.
All that occupied her mind at the moment was a plan to leave. She left before with Gerald and she knew she could leave again, if she tried.
"Good morning, My Lady," a young girl greeted Jenna with a bow, bearing a basin filled with warm water. "I'll get the bath ready for you."
Jenna nodded, pushing her feet down on the ground. She was about to remove her dress when she heard a little commotion outside.
"It's him," the maidservant muttered as if knowing the reason for the noise.
Jenna glanced at the girl, her brows raised in question.
"He's been hunting since last night, birds, antelope, even a boar. I don't know who he's trying to impress, but I'm jealous it's not me," the servant said with a shrug before disappearing into the bathroom.
