Chapter 8

"My goodness! The queen is going to kill me if she finds out that I gave you a soap you were allergic to," Evelyn cried as she bent towards me to help me clean up the mess I had just made on the floor. "Why did you choose peppermint out of all the scents?" Miriam scolded Evelyn. "She had said that I could choose any scent," Evelyn replied, as they both kept on arguing between themselves about why they had used the scent. "Enough, the both of you." I groaned in frustration as I held my stomach while wincing in pain. It has been so long since I vomited that I was quick to forget how unpleasant the feeling was. "Please don't tell the queen, we're so sorry." Miriam pleaded, and I was close to snapping at them and forcing them to shut up, as their noise was just making it worse for me. I was finally relieved of the nausea feeling, but I didn't think the soap was the cause of my vomiting. Could it be morning sickness? My first morning sickness? The thought of it made me happy to the point wh