78 = Elizabeth

My eyes then go back to my scars as shame quickly engulfs me, I quickly drape and then wrap the towel around my body before hastily making my way out of the bathroom and over to the small travel case that Victoria brought in yesterday for me.

I opened the case and again looked for a servant or slave uniform to confirm my place, but when I didn’t find one, I had no choice but to pull out another light sundress. I slip it over my head before pulling the towel free and then returning to the bathroom to throw it in the hamper.

I stop in the doorway of the bathroom when something Clara said dawns on me, I turn and walk back over to the mirror, take a deep breath, and lift my eyes. It takes me a moment to make my eyes focus on the junction between my neck and shoulder. However, once I do, I can’t believe what I see…

I lean a little closer before lifting my hand and shivering as my fingertips skim over the beautiful tattoo mark sitting there. I don’t know what I was expecting, maybe just a c