Rosina was biting her nails while deep in thinking. She was back in her tent after talking to Draco. No matter how he tried to convince him, he would disagree with her leaving the group.
"I can't just stand here and do nothing!" Rosina muttered and stood up. She looked around and went toward the stuff that Draco had brought. She grabbed a black cloak and a dagger.
"Your Highness," Mari whispered outside the tent.
Rosina immediately hid the cloak and sat back on her chair, grabbing a book and acting like she was reading. "Come in."
"Yes, Your Highness," Mari squeaked and entered the tent. She gulped before walking toward Rosina's table and placing the warm milk. "I'll excuse myself, Your Highness."
"Don't disturb me from now on, Mari. I would like to rest," Rosina stated firmly, which made Mari tremble in fear.
"Y-yes, Your Highness," Mari whispered and bowed before hurriedly getting out of the tent.
