Addla sat kneading the bread dough at the kitchen counter, which honestly was just a piece of wood on for posts to keep it up (basically just like the table). The girl who had helped her was named Braelyn.
She gave Addla some bread and a glass of water.
But she found from the start that Braelyn's family was very poor, so she understood when Braelyn said "You must make up for what you eat." She basically meant that if she ate some bread, she had to make more bread. If she drank a glass of iced tea, she had to go into town and fetch some more. So when she was done, Addla would be headed for the stream on the edge of the corn field, which luckily was only a quarter of a mile away.
"So anyway, that is the story of my life." Braelyn finished. She had been telling her the whole story of her life. Although she knew it was quite rude, Addla wasn't paying the least bit attention. Her thoughts had drifted off to a far away land, unable to ever be seen by the outside world.
Addla finished kneading the dough and began to roll it and shape it into the shape of french rolls- which she honestly didn't have the slightest idea how to- when there was a knock on the door, followed by a loud thump that almost made Addla jump out of her seat.
Braelyn hurried out of her seat and ran to the door. Addla had remembered her saying something about how if you didn't answer the door right away in this town, the people there would leave, and you never got there message.
"Yes thank you!! One moment sire!" Brae had said excitingly. She came back to the kitchen a moment later. "I am dear sorry for asking, seeing as how much you have already been through, but may I borrow 3 bits, perchance you happen to have some?" she asked quickly.
Addla stared at her blankly. What was a bit? Foreseeing she didn't even have a single one.
Anyway, she continued to stare. Braelyn looked at her impatiently. "Well?"
Addla roughly shook her head no. "I'm sorry" she said with a shaky voice. Braelyn sighed and left the kitchen once more.
"I'm terribly sorry your Highness, but do not happen to have a single bit at the moment.
Addla slowly peeked from behind the kitchen door. But the King has a good eye, and caught her instantly.
"Now who might this be, Lady Braelyn." the King said with a kind and loving voice. Braelyn looked around and saw her. She looked furious towards Addla, but turned around to the King and smiled once more. " Why this is dear Addla sire. Addla come." Braelyn turned back and gestured for her. Addla walked cautiously over to the entrance where the two of them stood. Addla's jaw dropped when she saw the door lying flat on the floor.