"Your neck it is." I snickered, eyes glinting with murderous intent as I'm prepared for this. I must not falter and show them that this side was not one to mess with, but before I could strike her neck, the knock on the door before it creaked open halted me. It was Lena.
"Your highness." Lena bowed and glanced at Mildred, assessing the situation. "Please forgive my interruption, your highness. But if her highness will grant me permission, let this humble one punish Lady Soulton."
"And why would I do that?" I raised my chin up, tilting my head as I kept my cold exterior intact. I wouldn't mind passing the burden to Lena honestly, but I had to show mere words were not enough to persuade me. The trust was broken, and I had to show the consequences.
Lena raised her head and faced me with determination. "You already bathe twice in a row, your highness. Getting tainted again, I'm afraid you will catch a cold," she explained sincerely.
