In the evening, Danika was in her bedroom brushing her hair when Baski walked in.

"The king requests that you should be the one to bring his dinner to him in his Chambers." She informed her with a concerned smile.

Danika's heart skipped three beats. "Baski?"

The older woman walked closer and took the comb from her. She watched her through the mirror as she ran the comb through her long blonde hair. "My dear?"

"I've run out of time." She ...