Belinda's maids arrive

"What are you doing?" Asked an angry female voice.

Linny jumped and swung around, terrified to see five moderately well dressed woman looking at her, all of them angry.

"Uh... I was helping her majesty look for her glasses. I'm a maid," Linny sputtered.

"No, you're not," said the boss, a brown-haired woman of average height and build, 'common peasant stock,' as Belinda would often say. "Because we're her maids."

Linny panicked, worried that the queen had just heard her.

"Relax," said the boss. "Ol' queenie there's asleep. We've been putting herbs in her morning tea, so she usually goes 'nappy-bye' as she likes to put it, around this time. Makes it easier for us to get what we want."

Linny sighed in relief, they were thieves just like her! "So what're we taking today?"