Firstly, they were strangers. Secondly, they had barged into her room so suddenly. She was used to the other maids' tranquility, even when they were in a hurry. Thirdly, Chelsy had grabbed her without any prior warning.
These were enough reasons for Rose to wrinkle her nose at them, but by the look on Chelsy's face, she thought Rose disapproved of them and would prefer if a different set of maids attended to her.
"I don't mind who 'elps me get ready," Rose said with finality in her tone. "I still don't understand what you mean by 'these are the crown prince's orders.' Are you saying 'is Majesty wants me to attend the ball?"
Isla nodded and glanced at her sister, who also nodded. "Yes, Mister Henry," it was Chelsy who spoke, "sent us here to tell you and help you get ready. Unfortunately, we don't have a lot of time, and we have to start preparing now."
"Okay," Rose said and started towards the washroom.
