"The First Night"

  The servant girl gasped, pulling her dress to her chest

  Confused, they stared for a minute, eyebrows furrowed

  It may be time to leave, the girl thought best

  She struggled with the wet dress, but right she'd rather, in the mud, be burrowed

  The embarrassment and horror finally falls upon her, why oh why, did she stop for a rest?

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  She snuck a glance on the princess and saw her eyes narrowed

  Flushed, the servant bowed and attempted to leave

  But the princess took her wrist and noticed when she winced

  The royal gently took her closer; she opened a drawer and took out a sleeve

  Inside, medical herbs and paste, those of which she put on the wound after the servant girl rinsed

  She worked in silence, though the servant grimaced and appeared unrelieved

  As soon as the royal was done, she shot up and said she was fine, running out of the room, leaving the princess unconvinced.