Tilla knew better than anyone that once Anastasia was determined to do something, then speaking against her will would be of no use.
Thus, she comfortably sat on the chair and said after sighing, “Okay, you win.” She politely bowed to the Queen and said teasingly, “I will be in your care, my Queen.”
“That’s right!” Anastasia finally smiled and opened the lid of the jar. “Lift your gown,” she ordered.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” Tilla did as she was asked without hesitation this time because she knew that if she was to show her hesitation, Anastasia would do it herself. And she didn’t want to make the Queen act like her lady-in-waiting by making her do a lot more than what was necessary.
When Tilla revealed her bruises again, Anastasia heaved a deep sigh and knelt before Tilla.
