CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

The maids outside her wash chamber were gossiping. The low whisper and snort mixed with scanty giggles was enough indication. Selene scrubbed her arm with the soft wool mixed with scented herbs. Selene had sent all the chamber maids away and insisted on bathing alone. The look on the taller servants face was keen to a conniving mouse, and her partner her smile was as fake as her dyed black hair. She could hear their gossip dwindle to few statements before both finally quieted down. No doubt doing more tasking works than making her already made bed. The sun was warmer than she wanted, it's rays permeated the room she sat. The water she was immersed warm and minty. Selena closed her eyes for a while and only breathed the herbs she had washed with. Her hair now having the leafy scent. Peace, just for a moment she felt peace. The drink from the merriment that had been till dusk from the previous day still want round. She knew as much from the mild chatter in the hall and the ste