Despite my general weakness, after breakfast I was going to ask a couple of questions to the maid. It was necessary to at least start to learn something about the world around us. But it didn't. The tincture that they gave me to drink clearly had a sleeping pill added to it. Having safely fallen asleep, I overslept with the sleep of the righteous until the very dinner. And when she woke up, the first person she saw was Ulya. The girl was sitting near the window and sewing something.

   - Good afternoon.

   Hearing the appeal, the maid shuddered in surprise and, gasping in pain, quickly put her finger in her mouth.

  Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

  - What are you, lea, everything is fine.

    Looking doubtfully at the finger she pricked, the girl put her sewing aside.

   - How are you feeling? I'm running for Leroy Justine now.

  - No need.

  Stopping Ulya, who was already ready to break into a run, I quietly asked her about the urgent problem.

   - Better tell me where you have a toilet here.

   - Toilet?

    Not understanding what I was asking her about, the maid looked at me in confusion.

    - Restroom.

    As soon as I clarified what exactly I was talking about, the girl rushed to my bed, extracting from under it something like a porcelain oval gravy boat with a lid and proudly showing it to me.

   - Here. Beautiful. Is it true? It belonged to the late lady, the mother of our master. Can I help you? Hold it there or something?

   I could hardly keep myself from covering my eyes with my hand. Yep, got it, got it. And here everything is even more neglected than I thought.

   Shifting from one foot to the other near my bed, the maid showed her readiness to slip under me the achievement of pottery of local masters painted with blue flowers. It's just that this arrangement did not suit me at all.

  - Uh-uh, is there anything else? Is there a separate room in which you can relieve your need without help and witnesses?

   And yes, I noticed that only one door led from my bedroom, and even that into the corridor. And this means that at least I do not have a separate bathroom. And half the trouble if I don't have it. But if there is no such room in the castle, in principle, this will already be a disaster. Only I hardly believe that people, when they want to go to the toilet, will run from the upper floors to the street. After all, then you can simply not have time. In this case, of course, the pot is not so bad, but I still had a glimmer of hope for something better and more comfortable, and most importantly, more civilized.

  - But the sorceress did not allow you to get out of bed.

  After hearing the phrase, my heart somehow became easier. So it's not as bad here as I thought. But it was too early to rejoice. I saw the determination written on the girl's face. Apparently, she was going to follow all the instructions of Guida by all means. It's just that I had my own opinion on the matter. And yes, I was not going to get into a fight in order to go to the toilet normally. The maid seemed to me quite a reasonable and adequate person. And it is to this very mind that I appealed.

  - Ulya, when you are sick or feel bad, do you go to the pot right in bed?

   Hearing my question, my interlocutor instantly blushed.

- No. I'm already an adult. So somehow I would have reached the outhouse. Well, if someone is really bad, they will give a bucket.

   - I'm an adult too. And yes, I already feel good. So let's do without it.

   Realizing in which direction I was driving, the maid looked at the vessel in her hands in confusion and immediately tried to object to me.

  - But...

     Not wanting to argue further, I resolutely got to my feet, demonstrating with all my appearance that the conversation on this topic was closed and immediately ran into another difficulty.

   - Ulya, do I have at least some clothes?

 - No. Your dress was torn so badly that it was only good for rags, but we didn’t have time to sew anything else. Lera Justine's clothes will be very large for you. Therefore, the owner allowed me to alter for you a few shirts and dresses of his mother. I just hem at the bottom of the shirt and hemmed while you slept. Another one is already ready in the chest.

  But this is really a problem. Looking at myself, I realized that it was not worth walking around the castle in this form. Although the shirt was completely opaque and completely covered me from neck to toe, it was clearly not suitable for walks and unexpected meetings that would probably take place in the corridor.   

  - So what should I do? - Asking a question, I looked at the girl standing next to me. And we are about the same age. True, the maid was somewhat taller than me, not so thin, and more mature. But it's better to have a dress that will hang on me like a sack than none at all.

   - Ulya, could you lend me some of your clothes until they sew a dress for me?

  Hearing my request, the girl blushed again. And then she shook her head in denial.

  - Excuse me, but I only joined the castle in the fall, so I didn’t have the opportunity to go to the city and buy a second dress. No, you don't think the owner pays us well. But this winter was difficult, and the pass was covered with snow early, and my family also needed help. So I gave them almost everything that I managed to earn. Moreover, I had enough of one issued dress. And they gave me new shoes. And a cape lined with wool. And you don't have to spend money on food...

  The girl muttered something under her breath, justifying herself guiltily. I did feel gross. Found someone to ask for clothes. No to think first with your head. After all, I already knew where I was.

   - All is well, Ulya. I'm sorry. I didn't think when I asked you to share the clothes.

   - What are you, lea, I understand that you are used to something else. And let me bring you a screen and nuf.

  Seeing how the maid was delighted with the idea that came to her, I did not stop her. But this did not negate the fact that, with some apprehension, she followed all her actions.

The first thing the girl brought into the room was a wooden, fabric-covered, sliding screen, which she installed, blocking off one of the corners of the room. The next was a wooden box with a hole in the top and an opening top lid. Well, the last one was brought in and placed inside the box was a metal bucket. Why I immediately guessed it, but it's better than a pot.

    - Thank you, - having coped with one problem, a second one arose in front of me. - How can you shower?

   Taught by our last conversation, Ulya immediately began to offer several options for how to fulfill my request.

    “I can wipe you down, as I did while you were unconscious, or they will bring you a tub and fill it with water. And when you get stronger, it will be possible to go to the fonts below under the castle.

   The presence of the font pleased me. It is a pity that it could not be used now, so I had to settle for a tub. And soon two strong guys brought a wooden tub of rather decent size into my room. It's not a bath, but not bad either. These same guys dragged water into it. My bed and me, lying on it, were closed from prying eyes for this period by the same screen.