"How dare you?" Roselyn walked toward her in a rush walk, "to judge me when you barely know me." She whispered reaching her and clenching her fists.
"Because I know enough to judge you." She replied pulling off a challenging smile.
"Enough!" The King's voice thundered in the room, they both turned over to face John's anger expression.
Silence fell in the room, amplifying the noise of his steps resounding on the marble floor as he reached them.
He gazed at the old maid, "I can't believe after all those years of service you would do something like that." His eyes moved toward Roselyn, "I am disappointed in both of you."
Roselyn who just saw a hint of hope, when he scolded the maid, he felt the familiar disrupting feeling in her stomach after he included her in the reprimand.
"I will give you both one last chance. But both of you have to earn my trust again." He stared at Roselyn straight into her eyes as if that statement was only reserved for her.
