An Impossible Task

Marcy's POV.

“My lady, you must keep your voice down,” chided Martha. But how could I? That was simply ridiculous. What did she expect me to do now? Weed the grass and milk the cow? Had she not taken her punishment far enough?

“And I am not to have my bath until at night?” this was the height of it really. I wanted to storm to her room in my anger but what right did I have to do so?

“You should