May paused for a moment, her eyes searching Mary's troubled face. "Mary," May began gently, her voice tinged with compassion, "I understand your hesitation, your fear of the unknown. But you can't let the actions of one man tarnish your view of an entire kingdom, your husband is violence and abusive person that's why you left him . And also I don't think a commoner can found you that easily."

Mary sighed, her slender fingers gripping the cleaning cloth tightly. Her thoughts were a tumultuous whirlwind, torn between the pain of her past and the glimmer of hope May was offering. She had endured so much in her life, trapped in a loveless and abusive marriage that left scars on her soul.

"I know, May," Mary whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "But it's just... It's weird , I don't wanna met.... Of course you're right, But can you just go with the young lady. Meg will be there too you won't get bored." 

May's smile widened, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes. "Fine, but you owe me" she replied playfully, teasing her friend. 

Mary chuckled softly, appreciating May's lightheartedness amidst their serious conversation. "Yes, I know," she conceded, a sense of gratitude filling her heart. "You should go now. The lady must be waiting. And, May, when you see her, tell her that Mary will be there shortly. We wouldn't want her to think I've vanished."

"Got it!" May exclaimed, her enthusiasm evident as she darted off towards her next task. "Oh, and Mary, our master mentioned that we should clean the corridor too. you can take care of it!"

Mary's smile lingered as she watched May disappear down the hallway. She was grateful for her friend's support and the lively spirit she brought to their work.