The maid glanced at the others' terrified expressions and said, "If you don't want it, then fine, but know that the Palace at night can be bitterly cold. Let's see how long she can keep up the bravado. You, go throw the quilt away."
Wei Anning, though somewhat relieved to return to her bedroom, sighed as she looked at the empty bed and sat dazedly in a chair.
Seeing her drenched upon return, Night Shadow brought over a towel, "Miss Anning, dry your hair."
Wei Anning wiped her hair absentmindedly and glanced up at Night Shadow, saying, "I know you feel wronged, but this is a monarchy, and we're in the Palace. It's best to remain cautious."
"They're being utterly unfair," Night Shadow replied stubbornly.
"There's no help for it. The Queen holds sway here. Mentioning her makes even the most unreasonable things seem justifiable. Endure it; it's only for a few days anyway." Wei Anning dried her hair, then got up to change clothes.
